" How do I sound?"In truth, she sounded tentative, hollow ... uncertain. "You sound like you're painting your toenails ... you know ... leaning forwar..., concentrating ... forgetting to breathe." You would be wrong." You're in the pool and were at the far end when you heard the phone ring. You knew it was me, and you swam rapidly to answer it." You're close, but I'm not in the pool either."We were silent for a few seconds. Why was she being evasive? Why didn't she tell me why she sounded .... Our conversation was pretty general we talked about a lot of things. Now I am a little more experienced, in the dating and sex, and we started talking about dating and things that could happen. I mentioned that I don’t seduce anyone who doesn’t want to be seduced. He said what if the guy wants to be seduced but just doesn’t know how to tell you? Then hopefully he would give the right signals for me to pick-up. He wouldn’t actually have to say anything I said. I didn’t think I. That's why I am not going to leave him. I did that the last time and things got disastrous. Five minutes into his absence and I felt like I had suddenly run out of oxygen. Why? Because he handles me like no one else is able to, in a uniquely impressive way. I can still call to mind those vanished paradise-like nights with him; him playing the guitar for me; singing novel, sweet lyrics I had never heard anywhere else; dancing frantically before my eyes in such a manner that I couldn't help but. Now call the poor girls and take them out. They are both waiting in Cyria’s dorm room.”“Yes, Pan. Message me if you find anything.” I stand and get dressed before messaging the girls that I will be heading out to breakfast if they wanted to recommend an excellent place to eat breakfast. CHAPTER 12 Walking into the restaurant I see Cyria and Ar’Isa in a back corner. I start walking over to them. Cyria is glowing her smile lighting up the room. Ar’Isa is down her silver hair looking a little dull.