Poor, Ian. The only student he ever loved, turns on him like a weather vane in Kansas. I really, really thought they had a future together.
And when he gets home, his jealous wife will have packed her bags and left again.
Poor, Ian. The only student he ever loved, turns on him like a weather vane in Kansas. I really, really thought they had a future together.
And when he gets home, his jealous wife will have packed her bags and left again.
"After all that time I put into buttering him up, I could have been working on my assignment instead! And believe me, flattering Ian was a lot more difficult than the assignment!"
Of course, I can't be certain, but I believe his exact thoughts are, "Thank heaven for our tiny little utensils! Portion control is the only way I'll get the body Jannie craves."
I don't recall seeing Jannie in a turtleneck sweater before, but I'm glad that when Ian imagines Jannie in the privacy of his own brain, he dresses her in additional clothing.
We get it, June. Kids today spend too much time staring at their phones, making them as cold and detached as Medussa's statuary.