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THE JAZZ SIPPER

told them not to party too much, because they had another set to do the next
day. Then Larry called out a 12 pm practice time for the next day, and that
includes you Vance, they all started laughing. As Francesca and Vance were
leaving the club, she asked why were he and the rest of the guys laughing at
the practice time. Vance said because we all know that everybody is going to
be late.

Vance and Francesca stopped at a small set of apartments. Once inside
she told Vance that they were at her apartment and for him to relax while she
disappeared into the back. Vance was taken back on how sophisticated and
fashionable it was. When Francesca returned she was wearing a black silk
charmeuse V-neckline nightgown, with a matching charmeuse robe. Vance
eyes were fixated upon Francesca as she walked into the kitchen and
returned back with two flute shaped wine glasses and a bottle of Barolo, as
she sat down next to him, she exhaled and asked now where did we leave off
Mr. I wear all Canali.

Vance was awakened by the Mediterranean Sunrise. The view was that of
the Sun hovering over the Mediterranean coastline, it was a beautiful serene
morning with calming and wonderful clouds. Vance and Francesca had
slipped off to sleep in each other’s arms after hours of talking and listening to
music. Even though they had not consummated their friendship physically,
Vance thought about the memories that would last a lifetime, something he
had heard from Uncle Frank the day before. He figured that his past evening
with Francesca in Italy would definitely be a memory of a lifetime. He had left
New Orleans less than a year ago and it felt like a lifetime. He began thinking
about his homeboy, Babu. He could see Babu running around in Italy; he