"WAIT. How do you know whatever it is is through? You don't look likeyou have changed much at all." I don't know. It's just a feeling." Oh. Well.....do you mind if I do the honors? I did after all climbTibetan mountains and sleep on Tibetan floors while getting eaten byTibetan insects to get those here."I smiled and laid down on the bed. Kris walked to my side and grabbedthe thong."No looking though. At least get them all the way off before looking." Only if you close your eyes as well. . . or being pregnant.Yeah... pregnancy. That's an interesting thing. I'm not sure if Ishould feel any different at this point or not vs. being a normal girl.I'm supposing not. But it does take some extra effort to make sure thatI'm being as healthy as I can be and avoiding things that might harm thebaby. It's different in that even thought I don't really feel muchdifferent, I still have to be cognizant of the child growing inside ofme. That makes me smile - who'd have ever thought that I. The usual line-up of lessons and catching up with those friends we hadn’t seen over the holiday. I was stopped as I was heading for lunch by Tom, as we’d come to call Mr Tomlinson, our English teacher.“Ah David, just the young man I want to see.”“Shit,” I thought, when he greeted me like that he was usually about to inform me that I was going to do something for him.“Sir?” I replied, querulously.“Julius Caesar?”“He’s a dead Roman isn’t he?”“No, boy, he’s the title character in a play by. I answered the door and there before me stood a very tall and slim young black guy. He was dressed in white shorts and t-shirt bearing the resort logo and was carrying a small bag. He confirmed my name was Sarah and told me that his name was Lewis from the hotel spa and that Ted had booked him to give me a massage. Having no reason to doubt him and, if truth be known, feeling rather pleasantly surprised I invited him in and asked him where he wanted me to lay. He quickly took a couple of towels.