Naomi frowned. 'Eeehh how exaggerated you are, Prof! Isn’t it clean to drink where I drank? - She asked in an almost offended tone - I told you I don't have AIDS!"
"You have lipstick, though... and in the chinotto I don't like it." Deviated into the corner he.
The girl seemed reassured. “Ah, so it’s okay... - She replied - Anyway, I'd better go now, otherwise Cattani won't let me back into the class. Goodbye, Prof." She greeted, turning on her heels
"Hello." He replied, as the woman went away hipping like a model, and as he said it, he put the glass to his mouth, turning it back, unknowingly, to the side where she had been drinking.
As if presaging it, Naomi turned back just in time to see the gesture in the foreground. She lit up with a radiant smile, and greeted him again, waving a
