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I have to go way back in the time machine to when I was in college. I had a professor that taught courses in my minor area of interest. He was probably in his 30's at the time. Ruggedly handsome, dark hair with speckles of grey, tanned skin, good form, no ponch, and a deep voice that made lectures most enjoyable.

I made a habit of sitting in the front row to enjoy the scenery. One day he asked me if he could see my notes. He wanted to know if the class was getting what he was sharing so he could prepare for a preexam study session he had scheduled one evening. Needless to say I was flattered. He noticed me and my astuteness.

I negotiated a beer out of the deal. About a week later we went out for that beer. We talked for hours over a few beers. It was so comfortable. He brought me home and dropped me off, he was the perfect gentleman. I thanked him and went inside.

A few days later I received an envelope in the mail from him. It was a thank you card handwritten and most sweet. I still have this card.

We continued to be friends and talked often. He came over to a new apartment I had moved into before the holiday break and he'd brought me a gift. A pair of earings he'd made with his kids for me. I kissed him when I thanked him this time and it was most thrilling.

So tender and slow, it dripped with passions restrained on both sides. A most memorable moment.

Many thoughts went through my mind of taking it further. But I was young and naive. I worried for him, his position. The fact that he had kids, was divorced, and my professor scared me. I didn't want to put him at risk and it never went any further than that kiss.

However, I did let my imagination go when I wrote my first erotica story and based it on this encounter. It was co-written by a man that enticed me to share this desire and and now I have a beautifully fun "memory" of what might have been.

I occassionally pull out that handwritten note and read it, envision him in my mind, and wonder where he is now. I'd love to have him read my story and know that I had such desires for him.