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what’s really wrong. You really need to release some of that tension you got built up in you and get unplugged.”
    TC dropped down to the couch joining in with the laughing as she sipped her wine. “Shut up! I will thank you all kindly for not worrying about my sexual disposition. I perfectly understand and can control my own needs. I do not need you two sex crazed women to help me out, set mu up with a man, or anything of that nature.”
    “What the hell are you talking about?” El asked in a cynical explosion. “Wait a minute. Let me refill my glass, because either I am getting tipsy, or you just said mu instead of me . Hmmm, I think we all had a little too much to drink. Well, there’s nothing wrong with unwinding with your sisters, especially after a long hard day at work.”
    Dee interrupted. “Hey, El, what was that professor’s name?”
    “His name was—wait a minute—got to get my thoughts together. Hmmm … I think… Professor Seth Howard,” TC bolted out.
    “My, my, how we remember the whole entire name, along with the credentials and all. El, are you thinking what I’m thinking?” Dee asked tauntingly.
    “Yeah! Maybe Mr. Pretty Blue Eyes might want to help with the relief of somebody’s tension indeed,” El retorted.
    Dee sat up almost dropping her glass. “What! Blue eyes?”
    “Yeah, girl. That’s what she told me she saw. And peep this, she noticed his coal black hair and how he had movie star blue eyes all while running,” El informed her.
    “Damn, girl, those are sexy drop your draws type eyes,” Dee replied.
    Bubbling with anger and filled with annoyance, TC jumped to her feet and slammed her glass down. “See this is what I am teaching abut. You two always bake fun of me. What is dis, make fun Tcese night? You missed up. How easily we forget how dis man dust bait up a women not many doors from us. Well, I am not hacking it-t. I am going to my roomp.” TC realized she was tipsy and furious at her sisters’ mockery. She was annoyed with herself because her words were so distorted, and her sentences didn’t make sense at all.
    As she walked out, her sisters yelled and laughed, “Come back. You know we love you. Stop being so serious all the time. We were just playing with you.”
    TC slammed her door shut and fell asleep when her head hit her pillow. The next morning, she was up and out the condo before her sisters woke up. She didn’t remember much from the night before because her head throbbed. She knew she was mad at them for a reason. This was why she didn’t make a habit of drinking wine.
    TC went to the Dean’s office, and somehow she was able to convince him to allow her to swap classes without going into details about who the professor was and why she felt uncomfortable being in his class. “Thank you, Dean Witherspoon, for going into the system and overriding my schedule to change my class. I will take this Drop and Add form with your signature on it to the registration and records department.”
     
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    “Wow, I don’t know how I did it, but I did. Now, no more problems and good-bye Mr. Howard. Excuse me, Professor Seth Howard that is. But now I can’t believe I did this because I am mid-way to mid-terms. I got a lot of catching up to do in this new class. I can do this! At least I am away from Professor Howard. His problems are his own and not mine. My GPA is a 4.0, and I am determined it will stay that way. I am not going to lose an edge because of an abuser, over the top, egotistic, smart-ass that thinks he’s all that but don’t know how to act professor. I am glad I don’t have to see him or deal with him in any way. Maybe he forgot about me by now. Besides, who am I to let some snooty tooty professor ruin my life behind a relationship gone wrong on his end? Please, you better ask somebody.” TC smiled to herself.
     
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    “Hey, guys, I’m home,” TC yelled as she entered the condo. She dropped her bookbag at the door and scooped