We could see all of Berlin, including our hotel.In the end we had to leave. The trip home was uneventful and we were tired when we came home. That nig...ht was the first and only night of our vacation we didn't make love.Vacation can be addictive. Getting up on Monday morning to go to work was hard. We both wanted to stay in bed, but the money had to come from somewhere and as things were, working was the only way. All that had happened at work before our vacation came back to me while I drank my. I think it's maybe because I saw you as a replacement for... You know... Samer. And I know it's wrong, I'm a terrible person for even thinking it, much more for saying it out loud, but it was a shameful feeling for me. I didn't want to hurt your feelings. I think if we'd met before I met Samer, things would be completely different. My guess is that I'm not over him, and I won't be for some time as well. I wanted to have some time to think about it all, to think about you too of course and how I. " Or he might say: "You're no boiler, Ana sweetheart, not like these bloody Deltas we've just taken on. Pity the client who can't afford better. Let's hope they're blind, eh?" Or he might say when a prostitute had left his office after one of his mysterious interviews: "Wooahh! If they all had her talents, we'd be pricing ourselves right out of the market!"These comments were bad enough, but even worse was his irrepressible tendency to touch her on the flimsiest of excuses. Her bottom might be. What Jeff had pointed out was that I was in the middle of both incidents. I was just lucky that fights hadn’t broken out. There wasn’t anything I could do to change the past, so I decided to tone everything down moving forward.“Off the record, I probably shouldn’t have done it. Between the theme music and my comments, I was partially responsible for it all getting a little dicey.”“How about on the record?” Jeff asked with a smirk.“I have no idea why they were mad at me, it was just.