Aval uuriyil yaarum avalai senda mudiyaathu, avalavu strict endru kuda sollalam.Thevidiya santhiya enidam thirumana pechu ethum pesamal than irunthaal... enakum avlaai thirumanam ellam seithu kola vendum endru manathil aasai eethum ilamal thaan irunthathu.Santhiya en udan kaama uravu vaithu kolamal irunthaal, anal oru naal en nanban avan kathali teat vaikiren endru solli azhaithu irunthaal. En nanban oru legend kaamathil siranthavan avan 200 alathu 300 pengalai matter seithu irukiraan. Avan. ....complications?" she asked."Erm.....well." Cherry paused."Oh I'm sorry, I didn't mean to pry. That's perhaps...." It's ok Constance, but I would prefer not to talk about it if that'sok." She looked up at Ms Thornbury and saw acceptance.They sipped at their coffee for a few minutes without saying a word. Juststaring out through the window. Then Cherry broke the silence."I'm sorry Constance, I.....I kind of killed the good mood," she saidstill looking out of the window. She suddenly felt a. "Mr. Jones! Justwhat are you trying to ask?!" I want to know... more... about you." Hmm!" She was smiling, although the contempt dripped from her face.She leaned forward, displaying her cleavage. "Mr. Jones, having arelationship with a student is against the law. I intend to follow thelaw. Besides," she leaned back, "you're not my type." Who is?" Hmm!" She tilted her head back. "I suppose a man of conviction. A manwith courage. A good man, too, not just some jackass with a nice car.You. Vivienne had, indeed, prepared a nice meal. Sandy and I complimented it and toasted her, and she looked pleased, seemed quite moved, in fact, I saw her nipples press against her blouse, and as I drank, thought involuntarily that they were probably more tan than pink. Then we enjoyed our meal chatting: about work, hers and ours, the girls once about their hometowns. Towards the end of the meal, the conversation turned to travel. Vivienne had, of course seen more of the world than Sandy or I on.