What had just happened? I didn't know...but I wanted it to happen more often. "Look at me, little one." I slowly opened my eyes. He was smiling...at me proudly. His hand resting on my stomach again, feeling oddly wet. "That's my good girl." He smoothed my hair back with his other hand and kissed me gently. His hands moved down and he started unbuttoning my pants. Feeling shy, I grabbed his hands. "It's okay," He said. "I just want to look at you." My small hands couldn't stop him. ‘H-hi,’ I said quietly as I stood stunned in her embrace. ‘It’s nice to see you.’ It was an inane thing to say, but it was all I could manage under the circumstances. I never expected such an exuberant reception. ‘You. Look. Adorable,’ Violet gushed, pausing between each word for emphasis. ‘You look like you could still be in high school!’ I muttered a word of thanks. ‘I love your hair short like that,’ Violet continued on. She pulled me from Matt’s side and into the big, poofy armchair. Here is a credit card for you to use to do the necessary things. Since you know what the purpose of this business is here is also a list of publications we should place ads in to let people know we are open for business. In your spare time please give them a call and place the ads that look something like this” and he handed another slip of paper.Laughing Lisa said, “What spare time?”“I am not going to bother you as I have an appointment to meet with Doctor Tom Carrol tomorrow who will probably. Right from the start, her eyes seemed to touch base with me. Never had I experienced this feeling since marriage. My mentoring role brought us closer. She was generally the shy type. To me, she started opening up about her domestic issues – husband not caring, in-law trouble etc. The proverbial shoulder to cry on was mine. That much was fine. But the nature of our relation seemed to change gradually. Professor – student lines were getting blurred. Her smile, her eyes, the tone of her voice: all.