I knew the second John James walked into the room. It was fifteen minutes before my class ended. His presence sent my body and mind into a tailspin of robust sexual desire. With skin flushing, I stepped into my total sexual self. Destiny or fate provided me the only person who could flip that switch. However, his unannounced arrival in the classroom meant one thing, a threesome. As I wrote on the whiteboard, my lecture topic became sexualized. I knew John’s eyes were on my ass. I almost dropped the marker as I imagined his hand dragging my skirt up...