.. you ... were ... never ... around!" If I'm sickening, then you're disgusting! Don't think I didn't know about you and Lydia. Don't think I have for...otten the secret kisses you had when you thought nobody's looking. You didn't marry me because you loved me, you didn't even marry me because of Diana. You married me because you loved Lydia!"I was about to push him to the wall when I heard a soft sobbing sound behind the door. I turned around, and saw a pair of eyes watching through the crack. But some of the girls were interesting as well. Most of the girl clerks just glared and talked to each other about us, I am sure. We didn't care. We knew we could make their boyfriends happier than them any day.As if right on queue, the guards showed up. One old and one new younger one. We looked at each other and smiled. We had already decided what would happen ahead of time. We knew if the guards showed up, we each would get one. It was my turn with the new younger ones. I was excited.They. Like, yeah I’m here for work, too, but I would like to enjoy my time by not talking about it.”Don’t talk about work, got it. “Ah,” He nodded, sitting across from her now. “So besides all that, how awesome is it that we finally are meeting in person?”The smile on her face told him she was really excited about it. He glanced down at her hand. No ring, so she wasn’t married or engaged. No way of knowing if she was single without asking, though. Later, he thought, taking notes in his mind.. She must have been in her fifties. She glanced at me and went back to reading her book. That’s when Gorgio the Italian receptionist and his Spanish girlfriend came to the bar. Staff at the hotel who were off duty. Now the beers were free and we gossiped about the staff and who was doing whom. The older lady at the table kept on stealing glances. Around seven Gorgio and his girlfriend left and the lady at the table moved to be bar. We soon started chatting. She was a German tourist who had.