’He tried to deny it, shaking his head, but she said, ‘Yes, you do.’She relaxed her grip then and said, ‘Let’s go then. Let’s wrestle some...more.’She rolled off him and for a few seconds they just lay there, looking at each other. Alex was breathing hard but was hardly aware of it. His thoughts were a mess. It was as if a dense fog had entered his brain. What was going on here? Did he really want this? But then she spurred him on, saying, ‘Come on. What are you waiting for?’Activated by her. She was also slim and her figures were much more subdued. She used to wear those formal pants and shirt and I used to visit there every week. She helped me with all the documents and application and used to take good care of me. We got close and exchanged numbers and she used to text me everyday. Most of the times texts were formal, explaining about the process and application.After 2-3 months, I had the university I dreamt of and I had my visa interview scheduled. I couldn’t thank her enough. "Governor, it is good to see you awake. How are you feeling, Sir? Any pain beyond soreness?" This doctor had a mild bedside manner that put me at ease and made it comfortable to discuss my physical wellbeing.I hesitated answering while I took an inventory of myself. Just how did I feel? "Doctor, my head is aching, and my back and hips hurt, along with a steady, throbbing in my left leg and ankle. The ankle hurts worse than everything else."With that the doctor said, "Nurse, have the desk call. After three hours we made it to the resort. The condo was what you would imagine for a mountain ski location. There was a large stone fireplace. The beds were made of real logs, walls decorated with various photos of the mountains. We awoke the next morning had a quick breakfast and headed out to the slopes. I had told Lisa that I was not a good skier and it had been about 15 years since I was last on a mountain. She found it somewhat amusing and she accepted the challenge of getting me back on.