He smiled back at the young, attractive woman across from him as he nodded.  "Yes.  That is all true."  He'd just turned 39, actually, but in this case Akbar Sodakar (http://images.indianexpress.com/2014/02/siddharth.jpg) was somewhat grateful that the teacher's search on him hadn't told her<em>that</em>much.  "Are you sure you're a teacher,, and not a detective?"  The laugh came easily to him, and he enjoyed the moment so he could look her over once more as she went to the bathroom.  She was a teacher, sure, but she was incredibly graceful, and there was an innocence about her that was incredibly enticing to the suave, attractive Indian doctor.<br/><br/>As a rich, powerful doctor, he was used to getting the women he wanted, but there was still something tantalizing about getting a young, attractive Caucasian, especially since this was one he didn't work with.  She'd been bringing her class through the hospital he worked at, and he'd been tasked with talking to the kids and teaching them the family friendly safe parts of medicine.  Or at the very least that they helped people, and always needed young, bright people in their field.  Not as young as grade 2 students, but it never hurt to get them early.<br/><br/>She got back to the table, and he put down his glass of wine - which he'd just sipped from.  "More?" He offered to her, brandishing the bottle easily.  "I think the waiter will be by to offer us dessert soon..."