Chapter 1
I was screwed.
People always say it's good when you're young and already trying to work toward a decent future.
A wife, kids, a minivan with strange colors, two puppies, and a cat in a two-story house that I would probably spend the rest of my life working to pay for because usually in the cliché stories we read, the guy is poor.
But that's far from my case.
At twenty-seven, I was successful enough that I didn't have to die to pay for a house. I had a good fortune from my work since I was seventeen until today, and I also made many good investments that had splendid returns.
I'm not thinking about a wife and kids, although I did go through the phase of feeling "in love with someone," but I soon realized that wasn't for me.
Since then, I've lived solely for pleasure. I have peculiar tastes, and trying to be with just one person is difficult because some don't understand, others even look at you with pity or strangeness, thinking you're sick. But well, if loving sex and driving women wild with pleasure was a disease, then yes, I was sick, very sick.
The bottom line was that I was invited to be a professor at a renowned and prestigious university because of all my good work and performance, as I said, young and successful.
But at no point did I expect or imagine that I would have so many problems, so many distractions, so many temptations, so many provocations, so many daydreams, or so much inflammation in my balls because of a woman, a forbidden woman especially, a forbidden woman who didn't give a damn about the fact that we couldn't have absolutely anything.
A woman who was my student.
And well, I knew I needed to restrain myself, I did, but God... who said I wanted to?
