I’ll just start. It DID all start innocently enough. My former wife, Shelby and my Daughter, Shannon, were coming out from the Midwest to the Coast...to visit relatives. Since I had been in contact with Shannon and she had spent some time with me the previous years, they thought they would both visit with me. I was currently separated from my current spouse and was staying at a motel until I could figure out what to do. Shelby had remarried long ago and had another daughter she named Cheyenne. That put the real key a whole step down, due to the fact that the trumpet plays in a different key. I thought through the chord progressions in the key that I knew the song and did a mental transposition and didn't think there would be any difficulties. "Want to give it a try?" I asked.Just then, Kristen and Lynette entered the lounge. "Give what a try?" Kristen asked."Girl from Ipanema," I answered, happy that my muse had shown up.Kristen squinted her eyes. "I can play that on piano. I don't. She was only two years younger than him, but she felt like a little girl again anxious to be comforted by her angel. She pulled out an overnight bag and began to fill it with enough clothes to last at least a week. College was out on break so she didn’t have to worry about missing classes. Katie could be called when she reached her destination. Dropping her bag at the front door, she went to the bathroom and started her shower. She couldn’t wait until she could leave. **** Christian sat at his. I was sure she would not come, but I was pleasantly surprised when there was a tentative , soft knock on the door. There she stood, so sexy in a white blouse and skirt, her long legs showing below her skirt. I could tell she was nervous. I told her to come in. She looked so sexy when she smiled at me. I went to her and took her in my arms and kissed her gently. She moaned softly. I kissed her again this time my tongue teased her soft lips, she open her mouth slightly and we touched.