Murada-san opened the door slightly and slipped inside. ‘I was just going to bed. Oh, who was that arriving so late, in such bad weather? Do you hav...e new guests?’ I asked. ‘We have grown to be good friends, haven’t we?’ I was puzzled by her response. ‘Well, yes we have. You have shown great kindness to me and I am grateful.’ ‘Therefore, if I have done something in secret, with the intention of helping you, you will not be angry?’ ‘Murada-san, what on earth are you talking about?’ ‘Your husband. When we were finished drinking our tea, I got up to leave. At the door, I turned around to face her. I held out my arms, “Do I get a hug?”She reached out and put her arms around me and I did likewise. She felt so good, I was reluctant to let go.I put both hands on the sides of her face and kissed her gently for a few seconds. She kissed me back. I kissed her again, this time a little longer and with a slight lip movement. My lips parted a bit and my tongue licked her lips softly. She responded. Part of me wanted it all over again but also another part told me it was bad to want that from a teacher but I couldn’t stop.At the end of the lesson we all headed to the locker rooms, I and a few other girls decided to go for a shower and the rest just grabbed their belongings and went straight home, in the shower I was distracted by my thoughts, I didn’t notice but before long I was the only one left in the showers.I washed my hair quickly and was rinsing off when I heard footsteps coming. "Cheers," he muttered as Sarah put three presents on the chair for Tabitha and six on her chair."You first," Sarah excitedly told Tabitha as she sat down around the small pile of gifts and took a sip of her drink.Tabitha glanced up at the expectant face of Sarah and unwrapped the biggest present – a giant cuddly toy from Natalie. Sarah wrapped her arms around the three-foot high bear and then watched as she unwrapped Nelson Mandela's autobiography from Adam. Tabitha glanced up at him as he.