I wanted to look down, but didn't want to be obvious."You have a beautiful and very fuckable body. If there was ANY way we could get together I would... love it." She was thinking about that for a bit then said, "I am not allowed to have actual physical contact with a client, but how about we play hard today and I come to your classroom some day after school is out. The last bell rings at three...is that right?"I thought about the week coming up and realized that Thursday was a day when there. “I think so; I’m just tired from being in the hospital.” That was true enough that it served as a diversion from my thoughts.Jo stood and fussed over me, taking my bag from the foot of the bed, and checking that I’d taken my medications. I lay down, and set my phone alarm for early the next morning. Jo lay down on her own bed, and rolled to face me. “Good night, Gil.”“Good night, Jo.”The next morning, we were up and packed by eight AM. We ate a light breakfast at the hotel, and we set out for. ..... works away so much, I sometimes wonder if he is having an affair. But he is a passionate man, who, like most men, doesn't like the thought of waiting."Please....I just want to have a quick look, please."We carried on towards the car, he took hold of my hand and held it tight."I love you, I have always loved you". You said, as we got to the car and you opened the passenger door for me.As I got into the car, I saw your eyes, those deep, dark eyes. You gave up your life in Germany for me,. How we met was awkward. I worked with her family and had a semi adolescent crush on her MILF of a mother. I have the outward appearance of being a sane, rational gentleman, while inside I am, and will always be, depraved. She had no interest in that thin veneer I put out. I asked her out, but was in a rather cold fashion, shot down. It created a resentment towards her that manifested itself rather bluntly in our continued interactions. I no longer feigned politeness and my admiration for her.