I have had to let Viola go. I’m afraid her cleaning wasn’t up to the high standards this company requires and I simply cannot afford a slacker.”... I was dumb struck, something didn’t add up. Viola was the one who had taught me the job, the one who had given me little tips to get things sparkling. I stared open mouthed at the boss for a moment too long before finding my voice. “ I’m sorry but I have to disagree. Viola was a much better cleaner than me and I have no problems admitting that.. A door leads out to a balcony overlooking a stream running behind the cabin. We drop our bags on the bed and go out to unpack our other gear from the bike. We deposit the rest of our gear in the great room. Alice goes back upstairs while I unhitch the trailer and pull it up next to the bike. I walk back into the cabin and check out the kitchen. The fridge has several bottles of wine of a local vintage, and several beers. I pull out two beers and head up to find Alice. I hear water running. When. I desperately wanted to show her off, almost like it was a "look at what I have, you can see every inch of her, and I know you are jealous that she is with me and not you!" kind of thing, and I must admit, it felt like a huge ego boost to me, knowing that they would most likely be jealous.It didn't take long for this to potentially be available, since a couple of weeks later, her parents were away again, and when we were getting ready to go out, all I could think about was that if she did. "A line of what??" I asked back not knowing what the hell he was talking about. "A line of speed, you ever done it?" I shook my head and he took me by the hand and lead me to a room where it smelt like pot really bad, I like the smell of pot though so I just sit there and enjoy it while he gets me a line. I look down at the glass table and see the beautiful glass looking substinance and he hands me a straw to snort it with. I took the straw and did my line, my nose burned so bad and I wanted.