We made it up to the Piano Bar and I almost fell on my face from the scene that greeted me. There in the room, clustered around the piano, were the ma...jority of the women in my life, singing, laughing and drinking bubbly. I counted four empty bottles on a table and two open ones on the piano. The heavy drapes were pulled closed, and a few of the candle spheres had been lit, giving the room a soft, romantic feel.The women had all kicked off their shoes, unpinned their hair and loosened their. Janice had refused to drink and said that she would see them all safely back to there hotel rooms. Most of the girls had dressed similarly to Deb. The short skirts and tight fitting clothes had the men in the Spanish night club buying drinks and dancing closer than they should.Deb knew it was wrong and she shouldn’t have, but she had been flirting with a large young Spanish lad on the dance floor. Deb had a thing for the young boys, younger than her son made it even kinkier for her. It wasn’t. We waited five minutes to make certain it wasn't getting up and then we went and took a look at it. By then Tilly had reclaimed her carbine and she was looking less surprised and more aware of what was going on. I was pleased to note that Lizzy was keeping an eye on our back trail, just in case something tried to sneak up on us.We found out why the cat hadn't attacked us when we arrived. Lying out on the shelf near where it had been sunning itself was the remains of a young 'Knob Head' calf.. .. Hi, I didn't know we had guests." And this bundle of teenage spirit is Tara, our daughter," Anna commented, her face had turned a little sour at Tara's lack of manners."Hi Tara," Alice said, extending her hand, "I'm Alice, John's math teacher."Shaking her hand Tara replied, "His teacher huh? Is he into some kind of trouble!?"She seemed to like the idea of her kid brother being in trouble at school, but Alice quickly helped her out of her dream, "No, not at all. Actually, it's more like the.