Lute Goes To School:Intro. to French Kiss 101 -------------------------------------------------------- Hitherto,I had no academic backgrounds.In London they wouldn't enroll me at school of economics since I was a dog.Moreover, a Lute.As I had become a royal guest at my princess's apartment,I was neverthless a student of romance. She lived with her grandma.Thanks goodness they both liked animals.I would have started to sense strange feelings being an unwanted guest at someone else's house:).The worst that could have happened was they would have kicked me out from their apartment to the streets.Except for that chilling cold I wouldn't have mind.Isn't it where I belonged anyways? Next day she came from work.She was all excited about seeing me at her doorsteps more than my own feelings that I had started to build up.I barked loudly to hide my soft feelings about her.She managed both her inner and outer beauty perfectly.She was a combination of Angelina Jolie and Prity Zienta for Gen Xers(of dogs) like me,probably Kate Hepburn and Madhubala for older Lutes. We then headed towards her bedroom.She had permitted me to go into her room from that second day.Lucky Lute:) To my utter surprise she kissed me.By then,I had lost my conscious:).Fairy tales are true,who says they aren't? I was proud of being enrolled in a school of romance.My first day of orientation to introduction of French Kiss 101. :-)