"What are you called?" the voiceasked."Mike...Michael," I said."The name of the greatest ones finest Master! You are surely the one Iawaited all these... years." Silence descended on me, then..."I am calledGrezelda. I am the last of the Masters. It is I that will teach you." Teach me?" I asked.With the whisper of a light breeze, a form emerged from the darkness.She looked young, and quite pretty, with long blond hair and brightgreen eyes. Her smile made me feel wanted, and I quickly relaxed asshe. I love good coffee. One of Aunt Jen's friends keeps us supplied with good stuff at the apartment, and finding this wonderful dessert with coffee undertones, wow. So the guy knows how to take a girl to dinner.We get back in his truck. Yeah, big pickup truck. Normally when you see one like this, you start your tape of 'redneck' jokes, but Tim's was clean as a whistle, and after dinner, when I got in, I asked to play some music."Go ahead," he said. And I noted that he watched as I punched the 'on'. "Just because I didn't come doesn't mean it was a bad porno flick," she said with some heat. "I'll bet most of those professional porn actresses don't ever have orgasms on screen! The main thing is, we're expecting that your camerawork is going to make this our best home movie, ever."We all went to bed, reasonably early, and with the mood of our little group somewhat cheerier than it had been during the post-mortem.After breakfast Sunday morning, we downloaded the camera's content onto a disk. ”I pulled off my jacket, laid it on the back of an adjacent chair, and sat on the couch next to her. For a moment, I studied her face. Her mix of emotions made it difficult for me to really understand what she was thinking. Instead, I decided to try to help her relax. I sat back and patted my legs. “Gimme your feet.”She looked at me for a second and then turned and stretched her legs out. “Have you done this before?”I shook my head. Honesty had worked for me so far. “No, but you seem to need.