"Just leave me alone!" With that, she pulled away from me and ran back down the path.So much for trying to lighten the mood.I was ready to hop on the ...TV and follow her, but I'd learned there were times it was just better to leave things alone. I'd learned the hard way that sometimes apologies didn't help but time would. I sat on the machine and stared at the house. What was its secret? Had it belonged to the Fitzhugh family, and why didn't anybody know the story? Eventually, I gave up trying. I thought she was great with an attitude to life that put people half her age in the shade. She didn't try to act like a twenty-year-old, but wore her age with dignity. I had always thought she was pretty sexy and was sure that the flush in her cheeks was due to an active sex life as much as her healthy living.Mom turned to me and said in a very worried tone, "It will be good to see grandma but what if Peter or Susan let on to her or give the game away in some way?"."Don't worry mom," I said,. Please bring me two large glasses of fresh orange juice to my room, my room number is 717. When can you bring them?' I asked.'Two glasses sir?' she asked sounding a little disappointed, 'I know your room number. When would you like me to serve them?''As soon as possible, 'I said, 'how soon can you bring them?''The dining room closes at ten, the earliest I can bring them to you is at half past ten sir. Will that be all right?' she inquired.'Bilkul theek rahega (That would be just fine)' I. On the way back to my hotel a small building caught my eye with the sign "Gentlemen's Dance Partners". I figured I could spare five minutes to check out the place. When I went in there was a latina hostess in an enclosed foyer and a sign -- $10 entry, $20 per hour to the house for the ladies' time and a tip of at least that much for the lady. The music from behind the closed door sounded okay, so I handed her a ten and she opened the door.Inside on one side was a pool table and some card.