That night without Tori telling himhe put the lavender nightgown on again. Tori again told him hownice he looked in it. The next morning after he sha...ved he tried to wash the make upoff. Nothing touched it. Finally he decided he had to get dressed.He ended up wearing his navy blue dress with the white lace trimmedcollar and lace at he hem with three rows of the delicate laceringing the skirt just up from the hem. He wore his navy blue pumpswith the three-inch heel. When he checked himself in he. Morg organised a tray of coffee, mugs and munchies and set himself up in the Card Room. The Card Room was for the casuals and the Visiting Ladies — the serious players or those who needed privacy while they played because of the content of their conversation had other rooms in the Club."Thank you, Morg, I'll have one of those. Ah! It's good to ease off, that lot do enjoy a hard play. Now, what's been happening with you since we last met?"Oscar settled himself comfortably, tasting the brew and. Ten minutes later the professor, a short, very distinguished looking gentleman walked in, closed the door and began speaking in Spanish. The students started looking at one another, most not understanding a word that was said. Then, he switched to English."I told you my name is Professor Sanchez, that this is first year Spanish and that I was very happy to meet you all. Spanish is one of the romance languages and I consider it one of the most beautiful."Once again the professor gave a quick. You did well. But…”“But what?” her voice was nervous when she replied.“But…” I said as I moved to stand closely and directly in front of her. “Just what the fuck are you doing here this early? I told you I had things to do and you’re not supposed to be here for about another hour.”“I couldn’t wait to see you and be with you,” she replied softly with her head bent and eyes downcast. “I didn’t think you would mind.”“Listen to me,” I said, placing my fingers under her chin and raising her head.