"Cooper, this is my father Silvano Montoya. Father this is Cooper James." we shook hands and I smiled, which might have thrown Mr. Montoya off. The sm...le was caused by the tiniest of hesitations between 'Father this is' and 'Cooper James'. In my mind she had almost inserted 'boyfriend' there."Mr. Montoya, it is a pleasure meeting you at last, sir," I said, extending my hand."Mr. James," he answered, and we shook. It was interesting to note that he was at least three inches shorter than Kelli,. Besides once in a great while she found a young lad that really caught her attention and would give him special instruction.It was a small class just they way she liked. Only two boys and two girls."To begin there is the human body, male and female. I'm sure you are all well aware of the difference between men and women," she said getting a laugh from the small class. "As you also know I use films and books, but also real life in my teaching. If any of you choose not to participate that will in. He would have had a wonderful voice, I can imagine it. He is so close, for convenience of course. He has such a neat script, almost feminine, nothing like my inelegant scrawl. His hand is distracting. ‘what?’ I must have drifted off in my musings. His hand is on my knee , shaking it gently ,concern etched on his face. New words are being scrawled hastily across the paper. Are you well? Do you need anything? ‘No, Thank you. Right, where were we? Ground rules, okay…The marriage has been. "At least you're sensible enough to take precautions." I could feel tears welling up as I sat there trying to keep my emotions in check. "I know," I sniffed, "I wanted to say something but I..."She reached across the table and laid a hand on my arm. "Listen, I'm not just your mother. I'm your best friend. We should be able to talk about anything, you and me. Anything. If you're unsure about something or have a problem come talk to me." I will," I took a deep breath, "I promise. But, uh, dad..