It's the morning of the second day of class at the university where the two of them have been living together for a year. They're both exhausted from the day's work, but they manage to squeeze in a few more minutes of conversation before the professor's class starts. The professor, however, doesn't seem to be having much of a time with his students. He's still moping about his exams, but he's not as irritable as he used to be. When the professor asks if he can bring his clothes inside when he gets home, the two men agree that it's a good idea. The two men discuss how much they've grown apart since they started living together a year ago, and how much the professor has grown fond of his "ass." The professor says that he'd been playing with his "cock" , but the two argue about whether or not they're supposed to have sex every day. The men argue about how much time they have to spend alone together, and the professor admits that he can't "handle it" . He says that if he had sex with the professor every day, he wouldn't have to "touch my ass" to be able to do it . But if he did, he says, it would be a "habit" that he would have to find someone new to "come" to, and he would "be surprised" at how quickly he would arrive. He asks the professor to tell his family what's going on, and if he really needs someone, he'll tell them.