I\'m not a good man.
I know exactly what I\'m going to do to her as soon as she walks into my office hours....
And I\'m done pretending to be.
No, I\'m not a good man.
She\'s daring me to cross the line.
She\'s begging me with her beautiful blue eyes.
In my defense, I know her thoughts are as sinful as mine.
I\'m especially fond of that one.
Right up against the chalkboard.
Underneath me.
In my shower.
I picture her in my bed.
Every night.
I have sinful thoughts about one of my students.
And it turns out I\'m an even worse professor.
I\'m not a good man