No, I thought, I'd call her tomorrow evening. Still, that would be a torturous twenty-four hours.That night, as I crawled into bed, I leaned over to s...t my alarm on the nightstand. The phone was sitting next to it. I glanced at the clock once more, the fleeting thought of calling her coursing through my mind, but quickly turned away and pulled the covers up over my shoulders."Definitely not at this time of night," I mumbled.Sure enough, the next day was pure Hell for me. I was nearly tempted to. I took the chance to steal a kiss, a soft kiss not long but on her pinkish lips. As we parted she said that I had surprised her, she was not used to being kissed by a complete stranger, but when I said did she enjoy, she said yes but don’t stop now.Our lips came together again only this time with passion, at first with mouths closed we soon began to explore each others eager embrace. with no one in site I let my passion run riot as I gave her the most passionate kisses and she returned them. "Gabrielle nodded again, with an earnest face and no apparent evidence of having understood. Linda sighed, but she persisted. She continued to read out phrases from the English language text book while Gabrielle watched and nodded with no discernible facial expression. Her eyes were the liveliest part of her, perhaps because their whiteness contrasted so much with the blackness of her skin. She looked at the pictures, read the text and returned her gaze to Linda's face. Her novice teacher,. I m game, baby. They were all famished. It was slow in coming but the dinner was hurried, either by hunger or anticipation, but it was devoured quickly. They lingered over coffee just long enough to enjoy their after dinner drinks. Conversation about their afternoon was mostly avoided because of Lyns nervousness. It was not really nervousness. She was anxious. In the chill of the Paris night they practically ran back to the hotel. Going up in the elevator, Lyn hung onto her husband. She hugged.