Chapter 2

Peter

I open the university magazine and look through all the girls, and then I see a dumbass I met in a cafe. I don't believe that she entered the University at the state expense. With a proud look, I go to the rector to discuss a very important issue.

" Good morning! Is Vasily Ignatievich in his office?" I'm asking the Secretary who's flirting with me.

"He has just been released from a tedious conference!"

"Thank you, baby. I advise you not to wear such short skirts, Vasily has a very diverse erotic fantasies! Have a nice day, " i said to her longingly, but then he interrupted our conversation.

" Peter, why are you scaring my secretary?"

" I don't believe that our esteemed rector didn't fuck her on this round table, " I go to his office, and sit down in a leather chair.

" For all teachers, I am an exemplary husband who adores his wife Olga, so do not spoil my reputation." He poured me a glass of whiskey, which is great relaxation before work.

" Each chick is prettier than the others, but first you need to make sure of perfection!" I grinned, starting an interesting game.

"Good, Peter! I hope you will select such candidates who will charm men and turn them into lovesick bastards!" His voice can easily be compared to a killer who won't rest until he gets innocent souls.

"Leave it to me! Today is my friend Oleg's birthday! He invites you to a private club Orero" I hand him a card with an invitation, which he is in no hurry to take it.

"Peter, I can't take that risk! What if someone follows us?"

" This is a closed event! And ordinary students are not allowed in there!" I'm leaving his office, and I'm in a hurry for the first lecture.

 Zhenya

I jump out of bed and look at my watch in horror. I must have overslept. It's all because of the demon! I couldn't even have a proper Breakfast, much less make-up. Run as fast as I can, and accidentally slip on the stairs, my tights are torn. The hair is disheveled, rather unpresentable appearance, more like a slob. I show up into the University building and speed up to the second floor, seven my knees are shaking, because he will definitely get angry. As I approach the audience door, hear his authoritative voice.

 Peter

I love this calm before the storm. Ruffling the nerves of students is the most favorite activity. To see fear, submission, because they are afraid to fail the exam.

"Good morning! My name is Peter Alexandrovich. You must have been told how I'm a strict professor. I will not tolerate disrespect for my lesson. It is important for me to teach you how to speak French. And all the lazy ones will get bad grades. And remember, you incompetents, I don't take any bribes! First we will get acquainted! So, Arkhipova Raya! " I list all the students on the list, and look at each girl with lust, they are all like birds of Paradise. After I find a familiar last name and pronounce it, not hiding my anger.

"Eugenia Sinitsina!" No one gets up from their seats, decided to ignore their teacher." Sinitsina, are you deaf?"

Just at this moment, the door opens, and a scarecrow appears on the threshold, I'm sorry, I can't Express its appearance in any other way. Her tights were torn and her hair was disheveled. She stands there, unable to catch his breath, and then decides to say in the frightened voice.

" Excuse me, can I come in?" The poor girl is terribly frightened and is about to faint.

I leave my seat and approach this upstart.

" Who gave you the right to be late for my lectures?" I yell at her and our eyes meet and I see her cheeks flush.

"I overslept! This won't happen again!" She stammers again, which is starting to piss me off.

"How are you going to become a translator if you stutter like a dullard?"

After this, the entire audience bursts out laughing. From what the girl tries to object to me, her green eyes instantly turn to black, well, let's see how brave she is:

"How do you know what knowledge do I have?"

" We'll check it out! I'm afraid you won't survive my lecture! Get to work, stupid!" I instill fear in her, and then all the guys throw a glance at her slender legs.