She looked into my eyes for my reply. "Yes." I said from the reflex of wanting it for so long."Would you be jealous if I enjoyed it?" She asked. "Yes....Probably." I said."If it makes you jealous would you want me to stop?" She asked. "No." I said. "I would want you to enjoy yourself." I heard myself say."You would want me to enjoy myself and make you jealous then, no matter what?" Is that what you're saying?" She asked.I looked at her, feeling a little embarrassed to answer. I held my drink in. ’ ‘WHAT IS THE MATTER WITH YOU?’ She raises her voice. ‘I’ll tell you what I see. You picked up someone on the beach, totally not your type…’ She interrupts, ‘I thought you were handsome, from a distance, and I thought you were 25 instead of 35, fit and stupid, that’s what I wanted.’ ‘Regardless, the whole thing is a chore for you.’ She turns away, but I step closer and continue. ‘Is this really going to balance the books? You reek of pain and anger. He hurt you and now this ridiculous. My you have grown.” She says formally and leads the way to her office. The same tone she used when I was her student.She is tall and slender. Her back is still ramrod straight as she leads me to her office. Her hands firmly at her side, as if she is walking with a book on her head, the way my nani said we should walk. She is wearing her typical salvar kameez, in blue with some embroidery.She sits behind her big desk when we get to her office. I am sitting in one of the student’s chairs that. I took off my dress and held my dress in my lap, but as soon as Sam got in, he took it from me and placed it behind my seat. He said that I wouldn’t need it for the rest of the evening. We didn’t make it far before I asked Sam to drive to the park near our home. It was getting dark and I wanted to go for a nude walk and enjoy the night air. Sam drove to the back of the park where there shouldn’t be many people. We parked where there was the least number of streetlights. I got out and walked.