The car pulled across the street and stopped in the pool of light provided by the street lamp in front of the warehouse. The blond woman behind the wh...el surveyed the crowd on the sidewalk. Twenty-eight year old Alisa turned her pale blue eyes to Tony as he ambled to her car. "Excuse me, could you tell me the way to Van Nuys Boulevard? I seem to be lost."Tony looked down at the woman, her pretty white face staring up at him with anticipation. He could see the tops of her braless tits in the low. She took a step back, and gawked at me through a smile. I just grinned back and flicked my fingers at her so droplets of water cascaded over her face. Oh no! I exclaimed as I continued flicking water at her. Youre all wet! Howd that happen? Oh well. Might as well walk through the rain now. She sighed deeply. Might as well. Together we stepped out into the downpour and began our walk home. We jogged and we skipped along, dancing through the rain together. As we moved down the suburban street, we. Invading personal space wasn’t an issue for her, I guess. “Don’t leave,“ she said. “It’s early, and you shouldn’t give up so easily. Come talk to me. I saw you staring at me with that hang-dog look and I want to see if I can make you feel better.“ She put a finger under my chin and lifted my head up. “Come now,“ she said. She took my hand and led me to a love seat in the corner of the living room where we could have a little privacy. “What’s your name?“ she asked. “Call me Ishmael,“ I said,. "I suggested that she see her family physician and ask to get a prescription for birth control pills so that she could begin to regulate the arrival of her period. They would also help reduce her cramps. She said that she would do that immediately. I told her that if those were not completely successful, I personally knew some massage techniques that could quell the most persistent cramps. I sent her to the outer office to await her coach.The last of my new students, April, entered my office.