My Professor (illustrated letter)
His mouth fell open in shock and he turned bright red -- and then his anger boiled up out of control, just as I had expected. "Oh you do, Miss R-----, do you?!" he sputtered with rage. "YOU think I should tell you?! Well ... well, I never ... I never met such a ... a ... disrespectful little ..." His voice trailed off, and he just cleared his throat nastily. I'm sure he wanted to call me a "bitch" or something, but he couldn't bring himself to do it.
I just smiled at him, cooly and calmly.
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