As she lead me in she said that we would have to be quiet as her parents were asleep upstairs.We went into the living room and sat on the sofa, she sa... beside me and instantly started kissing me, this passionate meeting of the lips felt so good, she stood from the sofa and moved back into the centre of the living room and sat on the floor, gazing seductively at me to take her there.I moved down with her as she lead back onto the floor, on her back infront the fireplace.She slowly slid her jeans. Her soft voice quieted me. I pictured her lips moving, the wrinkle in her brow, and the way she set her eyes when she was making a point."I'll be waiting when the bus arrives," I said, thinking that we were ending the call."WAIT!" I'm still here." I did miss you," she said before I heard the line fade out.It was obvious by the way she was dressed that she'd come directly from work. She didn't jump from the steps and run into my arms as I expected. Instead, she walked slowly, her eyes in contact. " Diane, you're amazing! I never would have thought about it this way but you're absolutely right!"I had to try to defend myself, "I don't think that this is entirely fair," I started but wasn't sure how to finish. "You're...I don't know..." Grey, if you can offer another explanation I'd love to hear it. The truth is, I've been doing this sort of counseling for a long time now and men are mostly the same and very predictable."There was a long pause and an awkward silence until Melissa spoke up,. Now, before I go crazy. Where do I begin? Italy ? Intoxicating, sun drenched Italy. Up north, where you can see the snow-crested Alps from Lago Maggiore on a clear day. * Gerry was laughing as he pressed the accelerator of our rented Fiat to the floor. The two of us were on the Autostrade, on our way into Milan. The windows were down and the sunroof was open. Warm, dry wind ripped through the cabin, mangling our hair and wrecking our maps. I could barely hear the radio over the rushing air. My.