..what are you doing here?” I ask, with a hand on my towel to make sure it doesn't fall.“You don't seem to happy to see me,” She says as she tos...es her bag onto the bed then turns to face me with hands firmly planted on her hips.“Oh I'm happy to see you, I just didn't expect to,” I say with a smile, “What's with the bag?”“Isn't obvious, im staying here with you, duh,” she says acting like I'm stupid.“But there's only one bed,” I point out confused. “And?” She questions.“What do you plan on. . love each other," Diana broke in. "And with Ben gone, you continued your relationship, together." Yeah. That's about it," she sighed. "But we're not lesbians ... I guess you could call us bisexual, but somehow I don't feel like I am. I mean, we ... did things when Ben was there, then after ... it just happened one day when we had been crying, and we still do it. We talk about him all the time."Taking another sip of wine, she said, "Thank you for the wine, but I almost feel guilty for drinking. Stay or return to her bed and her husband. “The night is a bit humid and I hate to sleep with air-conditioning.” He interrupted her thoughts. He took two wine glasses from the cupboard. “I thought I would go to the verandah and feel the cool breeze on my skin. The view of the beach at night is calming and the sounds of the water crashing to the shore can be very inviting. I would not mind if you joined me.” “Thanks.” she responded. Not until that moment did she realize that she had made the. “Mam just that am nervous with these new subjects. What if am not good enough?” “What am I there for? I will make sure that you do well” she told me and sent me back to class.True to her word she made me study well. I never knew that I would concentrate this well in studies. She gave me extra bit of attention than others. I started going to her saying I have doubts just to see her. My dreams were all about her. She used to see me staring at her navel and boobs but she never told me anything.