Rob was waiting impatiently when I walked through our door. “What would you like to do,” I replied. I wondered then how many women like Daisy would be in attendance. You’re right. She giggled when I finally looked up. “Mind telling me what the hell you did to me?”
“I’m pretty sure we were fucking.”
She giggled again. In fact, they told me they intended to speak with the university president about it. We also had two small bedrooms just big enough for a double bed and a dresser. So that was how she was going to do it. My parents phoned every day because they were doing some research for me—looking into apartments where Daisy and I would live. I stayed to do more work on my dissertation. “Good thing we don’t handle top secret information.”
Now it was my turn to laugh. I’d love to have a few more before I graduate.”
“Could I come with you?”
“No, you only have three weeks until graduation, meaning you have finals in another ten days.
