What had happened between us over the last year was not real, that you felt nothing?’ Tom asked bitterly. “Of course not, but people are going to get hurt and I can’t live knowing that I am the cause of that hurt, and a relationship between student and lecturer is not going to look right in front of management, the board and everyone else.” “But the hurt won’t be because of you, that is a whole private matter between me and my wife. And I have added to the downfall of it, so I only have myself to blame.” “Are you going to tell her about us?” I asked, scared to hear the answer. “Not if you don’t want me to…” “No, don’t.” I responded after a careful consideration. “When I do tell her, we can be together, don’t you see?” Tom said as he approached closer to me, he cupped my cheeks in his palms. Gay porn for me these entries started off as a bit of fun (spilling the tea), but I have truly found it therapeutic writing it all down, almost like a diary entry, but with some feedback.In October I had a bumpy start to the academic year, some flings and a further encounter with Tom, but this time I was confronted by the harsh
