I was wearing military dress, having worn evening clothes to the Hofoper.I was seated a few minutes before seven and noticed that there were eyes peek...ng around the edge of the curtain. The parterre seemed full, as did the first and second balconies opposite. I couldn’t tell whether the topmost tier was populated. There was motion on the stage near me. It was Gretl, waving. I nodded.The lights dimmed, There was some applause and the music began. Only a few bars, not a real overture, and the. The only reason I was even passing that class was because I paid attention, fantasizing that instead of teaching the class he had me bent of his brown desk filled with student's papers and homework assignments punishing me for not turning in my homework.One time I even asked to go to the bathroom to handle myself because it got so bad. I raised my hand as I bit my lip, my pink long fake nails scratching against my palm as I waited for him to answer me. Once he finally did I stuttered at first. Forget all hate, all fear, and all your wishes, shake off all emotion and then, when there is nothing left but the pure thought of an explorer, dive out and see Emerial.Deep in the hard of the jungle, the Mountain Emara towers over the endless green. At its sacred feed, where the five holy streams flow into the river of Guantala lies the city once founded by the gods, meant as a sanctuary for mankind, as a cradle of civilization and the very heard of all human life: Emerial. For thousands of. Her hands immediately flew up to her breasts, holding her top up.“What are you doing?” she asked.I kissed her again and answered. “We’re gonna take a shower. You taste like salt and sunscreen”“Umm ... okay” she answered.I finished untying her top, and pulled her hands away, letting it fall to the floor. She started to turn bright red as her breasts were exposed. They were beautiful. Small, but full and firm, with small dark nipples that were hard as stones right now. I ran my hands up over them.