As soon as we had finished our coffee; I saw it as my cue, to head to the changing room.The real work would soon be beginning, and the idea easily transported me to cloud nine.Luca was lazily looking at me, when I emerged."What is it?" I wildly glanced around and at myself, all the while wondering if something was wrong with me.Or if I had emerged from the changing room, in only my bra and panties.Because his eyes looked lazy and somewhat sleepy, but even to a clueless somebody like myself- it was very easy to see that a lot of passion lied behind them as well."Nothing," he sat in front of the mirror. Which was very unexpected of him, because he was too much of a slave driver to simply allow a few minutes to drift on by. Without any work being done."You can tell me," the words came out in a seductive whisper, that sounded foreign even in my own ears."Really?" He looked up at me, with both curiosity and fascination."Yes," I slightly nodded. And then I decided to take things f

Before I left the hall, I was given something to think about yet again.Luca had assigned me the responsibility of thinking what rules one needed to keep in mind during a dance routine.I thought about it, pretty much the entire evening as I tossed and turned in my small bed.Trying really hard to tune out everything bad that had happened in the day.When I saw the time going for midnight, I knew that I was in for an all expenses paid for- insomnia sponsored night.And I was quite shocked to feel myself yearning for something. A connection even. One with the one person that I had no real relationship with. My mother. That's when I knew my day had gone that horribly for me to even long for her genuine presence in my life. Screw it, I thought as I jumped off the bed.For a few minutes, or what could have easily passed for hours- I sat, motionlessly in front of the computer.Reading, rereading and memorizing the last email from her. That I already knew by heart.For quite some time, I