One of my students was Alessandra. She was a perfectly normal girl with a very italian look - relatively short, with long black curly hair around her ...ound face, cute dimples on her cheeks and some pretty full lips. Her parents were as catholic as they come, and so she was a lot more innocent and c***dish than you would expect from an 18-year-old. I'd come over to her place for lessons and truth be told, she wasn't a very good student. She lacked some basic musical talent and was also more. I wait for you to deplane and collect your luggage. When I do see you, you've got the biggest smile I've ever seen on your face. I know you've had a very long flight, but you look so happy… so radiant. When we finally reach each other, we are in each other's arms in an instant. It's the biggest warmest embrace I could ever imagine. I don't even know how long we stood there holding each other. I don't care either. Holding you in my arms felt so right. As we make our way to the car, we engage. Sandra didn’t move a muscle. Roger leaped out of bed, hastily put his underwear on, jumped into a pair of jeans and went into the living room. *********** The apartment was pitch black, the shades drawn, not allowing any light into the space. Julia knew where to find the light switch and reached for it. A hand intercepted hers before she could flick it on. ************* ‘Please don’t,’ Roger’s voice pleaded in her ear. Julia’s hand retreated into his. He felt her softness and how he had missed. I did not consider this going out a date, per se. I did put on a nice pair of pants and in an oddity for that county, took a shower and a clean shirt. 6 PM came and I was not waiting by the door for Jill to arrive like a giddy school c***d. Jill let herself in, walked into the front room and was amazed the house was so clear as it was always stuffed with furniture and brick-a-brack. She found me in what served as the office, trying to pour over paperwork, she grabbed my hand and said,.