. ?" Pop Art and Op Art." Roy Liechtenstein and Bridget Riley." It should be interesting. What will you do at the Gallery?" Dunno. Whatever Winnie sug...ests."We were seated."I want aubergine." Fine. I thought I'd like sausage. Want to share?" Let's be individual." Yes, dear." I placed our orders."I guess we could travel towards the end of June and most of July. Where do you want to go?" Melbourne, mostly. The VGA. But I'd like to visit my parents either at the beginning or end of our trip." How. They ambled along the corridor to the lecture room, with only a few fellow students noticing the hand-holding. When they entered the room, Reg led the way, looking for seating for them as a pair. Finding a suitable spot, he guided Prudence to her seat, only releasing her hand when she was comfortably seated. He sat down beside her, turned to give her a happy smile, and for a moment they kissed then sat demurely to listen to the history lecturer.“Ladies and gentlemen, today’s lecture is about. " I shrugged and rose from the table."Get comfortable and I'll be right up," Tracy told me as I left the table. "He's so serious," I heard her tell my Dad.I wasn't sure what Tracy meant by get comfortable, so I kicked off my shoes and lay on the bed on my stomach. I heard Tracy enter my room. "No, no, no, this won't do," she laughed. I turned on my side to look at her. "You've never had a massage before, have you?" she asked."No," I admitted sheepishly. I didn't like feeling like a naive k**. Defiance disappeared and lips were turned to welcome mine in an ardent, impassioned kiss. Dozens of obsessive kissed followed; some given with duress and some given of ardor.“Your name, Lady?” I whispered in a nearby ear.“Sir, my name is, Ellen,” was her response. She added, “And Sir, yours is?”“Edward,” I replied. “I’m very happy to meet you, Ellen. I’m even happier to have your feminine body to abuse!”After a quick moment of thought, Ellen responded, “Think nothing of it, Edward. I am.