The Slave-In-Training felt her blush deepen even more at his compliment of her body, though she didn't feel interested, sexually, in him at the moment. Right now, she was just happy to be with a man and not have him crawl all over her form in hopes of riding her. It was a breathe of fresh air to her.<br/><br/>"I'm glad you were flattered by words and were not befuddled by them like most people should," she said, giving a warm smile in return to him. "It is an honor to learn from a maestro like yourself. If I am a natural, than you are inhuman for the way you played your violin earlier was magnificent and something I never heard of before."<br/><br/>Her arms and fingers were careful in their movements as she played the violin, straining her hear to make sure the music did not screech in the latest way. She happily took his pointers and tips, wanting to play music beautifully as he could. It sounded fine, screechy here and there when she did something wrong, but surprisingly alright for a first timer on a complicated instrument like the violin itself.<br/><br/>"What kind of composition are you making?" Annalisa asked him as he continued to teach her. "I am very interested to learn what it is all about."