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over to the stove and starts piling food on the plates one by one. I go to the living room door. “Jakari and Chandler, come on into the kitchen, it’s time to eat.
     

January 31, 2014
    Friday
    Azia
                     I call Dean Bradford as soon as I get in my car on Wednesday, after my meeting with Jakari. He agrees to have a meeting with me today, so I open the door to my closet and stand there staring at my wardrobe. I begin to rummage through the clothes on the hangers and decide on a short, tight red dress with a sweetheart neckline. I cover my feet with some neutral heels and stain my lips with my favorite fire red lipstick. I remove my head rag and comb out my asymmetrical wrap. The longer side being on my right and stopping just before it touches my shoulder.
                     I unhook my neutral colored wrap coat from the coat rack on the wall and put it on. I tie the belt as I walk over to my desk, and pick up my keys and my cell and put them in my coat pocket. I walk out the door and make my way to the Elliot Building where Dean Bradford’s office is located. I step out of my dorm and I am immediately slapped in the face by the brisk cold winter air. I shiver a little and put my hands in my pockets.
                      I am so thankful that the Elliott building is only two buildings over from me because a moment longer, I would have frozen to death. I open the door to the Elliott building and walk the halls until I reach the door to Dean Bradford’s office. I take in a lung full of air and slowly release it before I knock on the door. “Come in.” I hear him say immediately.
                     I turn the door knob and smile big. “Good morning, Dean Bradford,” I say as I step into his office.
                     I can see his eyes running up and down the length of my body. I close the door and decide to remove my coat, so that he can get a better glimpse of the total package. I need him to close this investigation so I can get my man back and I am prepared to do whatever it takes to make that happen.
    I walk to the front of his desk and sit down in one chair while placing my coat in the other. He leans forward in his chair placing both of his elbows on the desk and locking his fingers together. “So, Ms. Collins, what can I do for you this morning?”
                      I slowly run my tongue over my lips before saying, “I need you to close the investigation on Professor Roberson.”
                      He looks totally confused. “Why would you want me to do that? Didn’t you come to me crying saying that he took advantage of you?”
                       “I did, but that was a mistake. I am willing to do anything to make this all go away,” I say, moving to the edge of my seat and pulling my dress up to just below my crotch. I then slowly uncross my legs. I gap them open wide, enough for him to get a peek between my legs. I then cross them back in the opposite direction. I notice his eyes lingering in my crotch area.
                       “Azia, unfortunately that is not something I can do. I have to provide a reason to the board for it to be dismissed and if I tell them that you purposefully filed false allegations against Professor Roberson, you will more than likely be thrown out of Rosemond U. Plus, just because you dismiss your allegations does not mean Kelly will do the same.”
                      I scoot back in the chair and huff. I knew the Dean might need a little incentive in getting this case closed, so I am glad that I decided against wearing any panties for this meeting. I uncross my legs again while wetting my index finger and my middle finger with my saliva. I slip my fingers into my slit and begin to massage myself while staring right into his eyes. “Are you sure there isn’t anything you can do?” I moan. “I can take care