I haven’t met anyone like that. Most men in the hotel are rude and arrogant, particularly Italian men,’ she said with some vehemence. I smiled, �...�Yes I’ve noticed that. He is very kind.’ Time to bite the bullet. ‘What time do you finish Amy?’ ‘About half past two today,’ she said almost as if she didn’t want to finish. I thought that strange. I detected a little something in her voice, fear? I didn’t know then. ‘We’re staying in this afternoon,’ I said pointedly, fixing her with my eyes, ‘would. An hour later Lisa was lying on her front, stretched out on a sunbed, her eyes closed, basking in the heat of the sun. It was early evening and the fierce heat had started to die down a little. She wore a tiny string bikini that snaked up between the divide of her buttocks and left her cheeks bare. She had untied the strings of her halter top to expose her bare back to the sun. The poolside was quiet and the pool itself was empty, many of the guests preferring to doze in their rooms before. I could live with it. Although, nothing compared to how I enjoyed her singing along to one of my favorite Queens of the Stone Age songs.It was fast cooking, a simple pasta with heavy-cream-based white sauce and ham my mother used to prepare when I was a kid, and she had no time to do anything more elaborate, and I loved that. I remember making this for Ava the very first time she came to spend time with me when she was little. I had such mixed feelings with all these memories now contrasting. ... a little bit of flirting. So we go back to our house. And we are all 3 laying across our bed watching TV. Some of Kyle friend's called - and wanted us (really them.... not me - it was girls calling!) to come over and play cards. Kyle wanted to go and Mark didn't. So Kyle says I'm going - well mind you - it's about 4 in the morning! So he leaves Mark drunk in our bed to go to some girl's house and play cards! RIGHT!!! So Mark and I are laying there... talking.... not quite believing.