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down her
finger. “Something good. Something that will guarantee he thinks of me when
he’s fucking his new wife.”
    “He’s married?” Sam asked.
    “Engaged,” Julianna said. “But I don’t know what the deal is.
He’s definitely not getting any at home.”
    Heather furrowed her brow. “How do you know?”
    “Cause he’s got zero dick control,” Julianna said. “I swear it’s
like I’ve got more control over his dick than he does.”
    “You’re like a real snake charmer,” Heather said.
    Julianna smiled. “I try.”
    “And has he done anything to you yet?”
    “Only in his mind,” Julianna said. “I’m sure of it.”

Kirk
     
     
     
     
    Kirk cleared his throat and stood tall before knocking on the
door.
    “Come in,” a voice answered.
    He turned the knob and stuck his head in. “Dr. Kenis?”
    “Call me Paul,” he said, standing from his chair. “Dr. Kenis is
my father.”
    Kirk entered the office and looked around. His first impression
of the office was of how brown it was: the desk, the carpet, the chairs, the
small patches of visible corkboard showing through the cluttered notes on the
wall. It was like being in the woods in the dead of winter. “Is this an okay
time?”
    “I chose it, didn’t I?” Paul said, moving some papers off a
chair before pulling it up near the desk. “Have a seat, Kirk.”
    “Thanks.” As he sat down, he pointed towards a picture of three
smiling faces in a brown frame. “Are those your kids?”
    “The first two are definitely mine.” Paul passed the picture to
Kirk. “Jury’s still out on the little one.”
    Kirk’s brow wrinkled.
    “I’m kidding,” Paul said, leaning back in his chair.
    “Oh right. I almost believed you for a second. You don’t look
old enough to have three kids.”
    “I appreciate that. Would you believe the oldest one will be
twelve this year?”
    “Wow.”
    “I know.” Paul returned the picture to its prominent place on
the desk. “You have any little monsters yourself?”
    “No.”
    “Wife?”
    “I just got engaged actually. Just before term started.”
    “Congratulations!” Paul lifted his hands in the air. “I’m sorry.
I had no idea.”
    “That’s okay.”
    “This calls for a toast.” Paul leaned over and opened the bottom
desk drawer. When he sat back up he was holding two short glass tumblers and a
bottle of whiskey.
    “Oh you don’t have to go to that kind of trouble.”
    “It’s no trouble.”
    Kirk pulled his collar away from his neck.
    “What are you worried about?” Paul asked, pouring two double
shots. “It’s finals week! Our work is done.”
    “I suppose that’s true.”
    “Of course it is.” Paul handed Kirk a glass. “Can’t let the kids
have all the fun.” He raised his glass. “Congrats on your engagement, Kirk.”
    “Cheers,” Kirk said, clinking glasses with the professor.
    “Now tell me how you met your future wife and don’t give me any
of that work/family life separate nonsense. That might work for the engineers,
but this is the psych department. We’re people people, and we’re a family.”
    Kirk swallowed. “I met her in college. She was a cheerleader.”
    Paul listened intently, his eyes fixed on Kirk.
    “I guess the moment I saw her at one of the football games, I
knew she was the one.”
    “You’re saying you don’t remember the score of the game?”
    Kirk smiled. “Not even who was playing.”
    “Sounds like true love to me!”
    “She’s from the area actually. That’s one of the reasons I
applied for a job here.”
    “Cause she wanted to be near her family?”
    “Yeah.”
    “And do you get along with them okay?”
    Kirk tapped the pads of his fingers on the glass. “Would it be
terrible for me to say I tolerate them?”
    “Not at all,” Paul said. “I totally understand. My wife is
Indian. She was raised here, but every time we visit her family I’m like can
you all just stop singing for two seconds?! ”
    Kirk raised his