.. tutoring..."I kissed her back and replied, "Me, too."-- TUESDAY, JANUARY 17, 2006 --Swinging opening one of the cabinets above my desk, I parked my...face in front of the mirror affixed to the back side of the door and checked my appearance. Vanity was a vice I couldn't resist, and since today was the first day of the new semester, I HAD to be sure I looked my best. Now, I would never stoop to makeup or anything like that, but I made sure my long hair hung over my shoulder just right, and I. The man however had a free hand and if he wanted he could do something.The ground was far down and the huge containers down there appeared no bigger toys. The cargo door that looked like a small window from below grew to a gigantic hole. Our burg would have fit right through it, with plenty of room to spare. The drone whisked us inside and lowered us to solid ground, just a few meters of the ledge and disappeared back down.The cargo hold was immense and the ceiling had to be at least 200 meters. Hestared at her. The entire English class stared as well."No sir, I'm OK," the suffering teenager squeaked out."Then why are you squirming so much in your seat and making noise?" asked Green.His eyes glittered with a touch of evil."I'm sorry," said Tiffany. "I'll be good." Stand up, please," ordered Mr. Green. He gave her a hard look, willing her toget to her feet.Reluctantly, Tiffany slid out of her seat and stood beside her desk. Every maleeye in the classroom was riveted either on her naked. Linked to the natural world in a new and profound way. She, him and the sea. The sun on her skin. She felt so alive. This moment was so perfect. So so perfect. They sat there holding each other. Kissing, talking and laughing as the sea ebbed and flowed around them. Neither wanted to let go. Dylan wanted this to last forever. His thoughts turned to extending his stay. He had so many thoughts flitting through his mind, but he knew one thing. He knew he was in love. A holiday making couple.