"What am I doing?" I thought to myself, "I hardly know this woman and yet I am caressing her, kissing her passionately, treating her like something I have picked up from the street,"<br/><br/>I pulled my hand away slowly, and placed it on the steering wheel, I looked at Isolde, she was looking straight ahead, not saying a word, I listened to the music as we drove silently back to her little shop, stopping outside, I got out and went round to her door, she was still looking straight ahead as I paused before I opened the door.<br/><br/>Isolde got out of the car, it was like she was in a trance, I didn't know what to do, she spoke,<br/><br/>"Good night Malachai, thank you for a wonderful evening,"<br/><br/>She then walked away from the car, I knew I had done wrong in the way I was full on, so I called out,<br/><br/>"Can we do it again soon?"<br/><br/>She turned and looked at me .....