Okay folks. I'm totally new to FanFiction. I haven't a clue as to what I'm doing, so please bare with me, please be don't be harsh. And those that would love to give me pointers I'm all eyes :-)

I guess I should add that I don't own any part of FSOG or the characters that James created. I'm trying to have a little fun creating an alternative universe in regards to Ana and Christian.

WSU-V

How is it the University can rationalize that the grant I've given to the Farming Division is somehow open season for Dean Howard to siphon money from? Greedy fuck trying to hold FD over a barrel, withholding the monies until he get what he wants.

A surprise visit is due to Howard's office. I snarl at his receptionist "Is Howard in..."Not waiting for a response, I barge into his office.

Sitting at his desk, he's not alone. There is a young coed on her knees giving him head.

"Get up off your knees and get the fuck out of here."

Howard looking embarrassed and stunned seeing me here. Quickly tucking away his junk as the girl scurries out of his office. Leaning over the desk, pointing with my index finger to his wedding band.

Growling, "You piece of shit, don't fuck with my grant."

He starts to open his mouth, I raise my finger to him, effectively shutting him down

"I didn't get where I am today by chance. We know what you are doing and I want what you took returned to the account. Keep this up Howard and not only will I yank the funds but I will also make sure everyone knows WHY I did so. If you interfere again, I'll make sure that you will be left unemployable. You have until the end of banking hours today." I turn around and walk out.

Leaving the office I'm fucking livid. I can't believe I had to fly here this morning to whip his ass into shape. I want to get back to Charlie Tango and get back to Seattle. Elena is looking into some new subs for me. I hope she finds someone soon. Three months are long, too long, I'm starting to feel rather desperate and edgy.

It may be a beautifully sunny mid Spring morning but I'm in no mood for the weather At least it'll make flying to Seattle a breeze. Making my way off the campus. I see this girl walking towards me. My quick pace slows as I get closer to her. Damn...

Just my type: brunette and petite. Her hair is long, wavy, looking a little wild and disheveled. Dressed in black leggings with cut off gray sweats over them. A blue snug yoga shirt, black workout jacket and black ballet flats. Looking fuckable, though ill dressed. Asking myself "What's ups with those cutup sweatpants?" Nothing a new wardrobe couldn't cure.

She's on the phone eating a banana, loaded down with a violin case, a messenger bag full of books resting on her hip. A couple of Cap & Gowns over her left arm and a backpack with a yoga mat sticking out of it. My lips twitch. I want to smile. This tiny creature looks like a pack mule, she must be carrying as much on her as she weighs.

Getting closer I can hear part of the conversation.

"Yes, I have your Gown."

"Jesus fuck, how many times do I have to mention that I'm doing yoga today. I'm not coming home until around 8 tonight."

"Look, I need to hustle, I'm running behind and you know I don't do late."

I hear that and I can't help but break into a huge smile as she walking by.

Looking up to me she gives me a shy smile quickly looking away. I stop dead in my tracks, turn around and start following her. What amazing blue eyes.

She doesn't look back tied up in her conversation.

"Yes, I'll meet you in front of the Music Hall at 11:40. And you owe me. I left the apartment early just for you."

Laughing... what a great giggle.

"You better have that damned article finished"

"Yeah, Yeah, Yeah... love you too." again laughing.

Keeping a little distance between us. I can't help stare at her. After depositing the peel into the trash... without breaking her stride, she sweeps her hair back, running her fingers through it like a comb, whipping it around pulling it into a tight bun, then securing her hair in place with a rubberband.

Internally I groan.

Fuck... this little coed is sexy. I really need to get a new submissive...