A gentle sigh left her lips as she leant back against the tub.  She felt him working her feet, and she closed her eyes, surrendering to the relaxation that seemed to come forth from his touch.  She listened to his words, school, lessons were good.  She liked lessons...as long as that ape didnt take art.<br/><br/>"I dont mind lessons, I wouldnt miond them.  Just I dont want that teacher taking art again, he was scary.." she shuddered, a frown creasing her eye brows and forehead.<br/><br/>When he said about playing for real people, people who understood and opened her eyes, they were puzled, "as in people who love music appreciate it, cherish it.  Know how it should sound?" she asked him, her heart beating a rapid staccato in her chest...<br/><br/>"Its been a long time since I took part in a concert" she admitted softly..<br/>