Half asleep I ran to the door – it was the maid, she told me in a very bad English that she wants to change the towels. She was a mid 20s gipsy girl... she wore the maid uniform (nothing sexy) but she was quite cute. At that point I was quite angry because she woke me up so I didn’t saw her as being sexy. She changed the towels and left.Since it was a free day, I took out all the whiskey from the mini bar and drank it on the balcony while smoking some nice cigars ... When you work too much and. He looked up into it’s cold dead looking eyes in resignation. It wouldn’t be long now, he knew that, as he watched it raise it’s fist one last time to smack him down and make sure he never escaped again.The fist started to fall, and he flinched away, knowing it would hurt one last time. But the blow never fell. After a second he looked up to see a young knight in armor with a number 47 on the back holding the fist away.“Hey buddy, mind if I sit here?”“Uh, sure if you want too,” he answered.He. "He says it's OK. Why don't we pick you up around 6:15?" That will be great. And I'm sorry about your aunt. Give your father my condolences." That's sweet. I'll tell him. See you tomorrow night."That was that. No "I don't ever want to see you again," no "I don't want to talk to you, you loser," just "we can talk tomorrow night." She didn't even ask what I wanted to talk about.It was beginning to look like I nearly drove myself crazy and lost my first ever swim events over nothing. Was Mary. “Just how good a “friend” can he be if he is trying to come between us? I do trust you, but I don’t trust HIM.”Now Emily was getting a little angry.“I’m a big girl,” she said, “and I can take care of myself!”“All right, Emily, all right, I believe you. Please don’t let me down.”“I won’t, John, you’ll see. Love you.”“I love you, too. Good-bye,” John said. He hung up, but didn’t see any way that this could end well.Emily hung up, a little shaken by her anger at John. She knew that he meant well.