While we waited for coffee, we talked informally but I sensed something was on her mind. ‘Mrs. Macalino was by far my favorite teacher. She was pat...ent, kind, understanding and thoughtful toward each student in her class. I achieved a level of academic success that had escaped me with previous teachers.’ She said with admiration and pride. ‘And, she would be very proud of you. It’s a testament to her teaching skills.’ I stated firmly. After several meetings with Brenda to discuss the aspects. Later i came to know she is the coordinator for the NSS(national social serivce) camp.i joined tht camp and got introduced to her and she was very formal in all the activities in the begining. once our college organised a inter college camp in vellore its abt 100kms away frm chennai.she was heading our team with an another professor who happen to be very old lady.college arranged a bus and we were on the trip.i took the seat which is third row frm her’s.i was jus admiring her and nice sexy. Everybody said they had a wonderful time. And the honeymoon was really good, and relaxing. A whole week at this luxury resort right on the Caribbean. We did a little sight-seeing, but mostly all we did was eat, drink and have sex.”“That sounds like what an ideal honeymoon should be. Are you both now back into the routine of daily life?” “Uh, I guess so. Back to the real world. Or bizarre-o world.”“What do you mean? Is everything okay?”“Yes, things are okay. Just… I don’t know. It’s not quite. "Well now, obviously ... I think we have a few things to discuss," mom began looking over towards dad receiving a nod of the head from him as she did so. Obviously, he'd given over the role to mom to start things off, though I kept expecting him to jump in and take over any moment now. "I think it's important that we clear the air here, lay all the cards out on the table," mom went on using metaphors as she was prone to do whenever she had something she felt was important to say. "But most.