Can you go back in and order me a mojito? I just need to talk to Tim before I go back inside. Sure baby.. He turns to Tim. Im really sorry.. Tim waves...him off. Ill take two pints! Jason nods and go back inside. I look up at Tim, him being 1.88 m, I have to look up quite a bit, and his nose is bleeding. Are you okay? Im sorry.. Nothing like a bloody nose on a Friday.. He laughs it off. Please dont tell him about my job.. I dont need him hanging over my shoulder as Im finding a new one.. He. Nobody would miss them during their secret three day trip from Tenerife to Gambia. Lena didn't dare to use her cell phone, fearing that the secret trip would be seen on the bill.Anne and Lena had won money on Lotto, in fact, four times more money than what Lena told her husband. Anne was divorced, so their money was well hidden in her account. Anne and Lena had joked about black Gambian gigolos since they began with Lotto a couple of years ago. One of their single female friends went there once. It was two days before her calculated due date, when we both woke up very early in the morning as her water broke. Luckily, most of it landed outside the bed as she had woken up with a weird feeling, and was trying to get up. Then the contractions really started. I could tell that she was in some pain as we drove to the hospital, but that was nothing compared to what followed.Even if there were no complications the childbirth was not easy - or I guess you could say that, as it lasted over ten. She’d give a sigh every now and again to which I’d invariability reply with a small kiss. ‘Did you sleep well?’ she eventually asked. ‘Very, how about you?’ I replied. I couldn’t see her face, but I could hear the smile in her voice when she said, ‘Better than I have in a long time.’ ‘Well then my work here is done,’ I said as I made like I was going to get out of bed. ‘You’re not going to get away from me that easy Mister!’ she said as she grabbed me in a surprisingly strong hung. I.