"I was thinking...Lisa's incredible. I'm so spoiled, Dad. Before I got sick, I would have been enthralled with her. That woman is everything a man could hope to have. She loves me. Now I'm trying to figure out how to push her away." I shook my head and blew out a snort. "But the same could be said for Brenda Cahill, my English teacher."
Dad groaned softly. "Don't remind me," he muttered. "When you called me from her apartment that night...Jesus. It was a good thing your mother was in the mood, because I had a b***r that wouldn't quit."
I couldn't help but laugh when he said that. He just smiled and shook his head.
"Are there any more of your teachers you've been having s*x with?" he asked.
I started shaking my head, but then I remembered that chance encounter with Miss Smith. Then ther
