The uni teacher. by Absfan - johnsm00007@yahoo.com I had just started studying at the University. I had moved away from home and I was probably the most happy person in the entire world. I had found a cheap place to live not very far away from the uni I was going to. I moved down to the city I was going to live, an 7 hour drive from home, on Saturday. My frist lecture was on Monday. Sunday I was just getting my apartment in order. I was going to share it with two others, but they wasn't to arrive before Thursday, so it was quiet. I was going to study language, English. I already had a sertain level on my English, better then average, so I hoped I didn't have to spend too much time reading the first semester, just read the litterature and some new words and I would be fine. I showed up early for the information. I was at 10 o'clock in the morning. Our normal class was starting at 12 every day. The information person was a man in his 50-s with grey hair and a very boring way of speaking. Not a good start at my uni-life, but I was going to surrive I thaught. He told us all the boring stuff, like when to show up, where to show up, that we had to be well prepared and all that. In the end all the teachers intoduced themself on stage infront of all the 3-400 studends who were going to attend the class. The first one was an old professor in his 70-s. He was teaching English History, he sounded like a funny guy with lots of knowlegde. One of the teachers, the one in translation, was an old lady from India. And there were some more teachers, but the last one who was introducing herself was a very young one, about 26, but had finished her doctoral theeses before summer and was hiered for a semester for another teacher who was going to have her first child. She was blond with hair halfway down her back. She wore a long skirt and a jacket. She said that she would have the first lession the same day. Her name was Anne and her subject was textunderstanding. She also gave us copies of a text so that we would be a little prepared for the first class. She asked us to read it in the break. After the info we went out of the auditorium. I sat down in the neighbour park and read the story. It was about a girl and her brother growing up on a farm and their work there. The father was working really hard until he got a bad injury and the kids had to take over. Then the brother went to the army, and the 16 years old girl had to do the same work as she, her father and her brother did all together. Then it was more about how she grew stronger, and developed muscles in her body. Parts of the text was names on muscles I had never heard before and I thaught I would look it up when I came home in the evening. I didn't have time to read the text through before I had to go inside again. I got a seet in the very front so I could listen to the teacher as she spoke. And maybe a litte because I wanted to see her from a close distance... She came in and started to speak about the text. I could see that she was not used to teach, even though she wasn't a bad teacher. She went through the first part of the text and we came to the part of the story where all the muscle names were. The first name was biceps, which everyone in the class knew, but she flexed her biceps under her jacket anyways just to prove her point. I could clearly see that there were a muscle under the jacket. As we came to the next muscle which was the thighs (I still haven't learned the technical terms...). Again she pointed at her thighs. But the next one was the name of the inner thighs. She pulled up her skirt to show us which muscle the text spoke about. And you should have seen her leges. They were very defined with big muscles, not like a bodybuilder, but she could compete with fitness competitors i think. Her thighs were very big around and right above the knee it was like two big cables comming together. I was impressed. We went futher to the calfes, forearms. But when we came to the back muscles she got a problem. She turned around and took her jacket off and what a back!!! She had a slim waist that was just getting bigger and bigger as I looked up on her back. Her shoulder muscles moved as her hands moved to point at different musclegroups. In the middle it was a deep cleft going from top to bottom. It was like a river going down her back with mountains on each side in the "North"(upper back). She took her jacket on before turning around. It was time for a break. I was very dissapointed, now as we were having such a good time. I went out together with the other students. I joined a group of people, got a cigarette from a boy since I don't smoke much. Some of the boys said they were impressed with the muscles of the teacher, some said they weren't. The only girl standing within the group said she was quite impressed. The girl took off her own jacket and showed her upper body to us. Now we understood why she wasn't too impressed. Her abdominals were six bricks, her upper arms were defined and big, and she looked so sweet - a real cute girl. It was time to go inside again...