Her tears rolled down her cheeks and started to wet my shirt. I put my hands around her, softly held her head to my chest and felt a deep vacuum in li...fe. I never dreamed in my life I would have to experience such a situation. It was the first time I felt being loved and also felt my love to a woman after Mithu.I held her close and could feel her soft breast crushing on my body. But strangely, I never felt the sexual urge that overpowers me often. Kalyani felt like my wife, my lover. I felt like. You know where the beer is.” Lewis always had beer in the fridge. For all of his faults, he could be relied on for that.“That’s what I came for,” I say ruefully.“And to bitch about your boss, I'm guessing.”I pop the refrigerator open and grab the first bottle I see. I pop it and take a swig, glancing around the room while deciding where to start.Lewis pulls a series of wrapped objects out of a box and lays them out on a cheap dining table. He has only started renting this apartment a few months. I've always wanted to be adebutante though. How's your selection there?" We help over 100 girls every debutante season. I'm sure we can findsomething for that glamorous night," Vickie said confidently.Amanda whispered in my ear, "How appropriate!" Jackie, our seamstress, is here if you need some alterations. She isworking on some prom dresses upstairs, but I'm sure she'll be glad tohelp," Vickie added.Vickie then took us through the room with the wedding dresses to a rowof changing rooms with. Our love grew. We posted poems at each other's walls. Despite being a dream team as a couple of lovers as Princess with her Prince Poet, well, we had some sad set-backs as well. By hand I wrote booklet about our love. Very fast. Only three weeks for 200 pages.We dream of her visit to me in my cosy little corner, the 'armpit' of old town and the old wood harbour across my street. La bella Isabella will have her own room, but be most warm welcome in my big bed every day and night. Or on my tasty.