Inflated ego


Faceless whispers rippled across the lecture room
My sleeves and collars soaked in a perspired frenzy
No, I have to show control…
This is my classroom.
“Ahem. I’m sure you all heard the rumours”
“Allegations that I fucked a student”
“If you don’t want me to do the same to you in the exam, I suggest…”
A new wave of giggles slowly infected the musty room
There it was, floating hazily
Softly diffusing the fluorescent light into a spectrum of shame
An inflated condom…
My gut churned…
This is going to be much harder than I thought.

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