John whistled.

• "Wha?", I asked. Maybe I had left some dust in my eyes, or my make up was all smudged or I could have left my zip opened. I started looking at myself in search of something but I couldn’t find anything wrong. "What’s up?"
• "I’ve never seen anybody look so gorgeous in jeans", I just smiled. It was a compliment, but a compliment from the lips of the man I was crazy for. Edu rolled her eyes and headed for the door.
• "I’m going to have breakfast. Are you coming?"
• "Oh, yeah!", said John. "Brian is already there. He has other plans today. I think he wants to go to see some young "toreros" or something".
• "Alright, then, let’s go!"

And so we did. We had breakfast and spent the day the three of us together. Edu and John had lots of things in common and they discovered it that day. Edu also had a guitar and could play it well. I couldn’t make head or tails of any musical instrument. John offered to show us some interesting chords or notes, and Edu was really excited about that. We had lunch in the same restaurant Edu and I had gone the day before and in the late afternoon, we went back to the hotel and straight to John’s room.

John opened the cover of his guitar and took it out with extremely care. He handed it to Edu. Edu took it as if she had been born with a guitar between her hands. Then John started telling her:

• "That’s E minor, and that’s A seven..."

I was completely lost and started looking out of the window. The day was wonderful. Suddenly, a lovely tune started coming out from John’s guitar. I turned round and saw Edu playing wonderfully. John was smiling and when Edu finished he and I applauded.

• "That was great, Edu, really great!", said John. I was nodding in agreement. But inside, I was a little bit jealous. Yeah, Edu was getting all of John’s attention and I was all alone, not on their wavelength whatsoever. John came to me:
• "You’ve got a very skilful friend"
• "I know, she’s the best"
• "Why don’t you play something for us, John?", said Edu from behind. "You said you had a record out in the English market, didn’t you? Play something!"

Oh, I thought that was a wonderful idea and I joined Edu in trying to convince John.

• "Oh, yeah, John, please!"

John smiled at me and took the guitar from Edu. He sat down on the bed and looked at me. I sat down near him (I couldn’t lose that opportunity of watching his wonderful eyes) and he stared deep into my eyes. He started playing a few notes with the guitar and then, without looking away from me but for a few times when he observed his own hands on the guitar, he started singing:

I was like in a cloud. This guy, apart from being incredibly sexy, had a very sensual voice, very much like Buddy Holly’s himself and even similar to the Everly Brothers when I heard him on the record. He went on:

He then stopped singing, put the guitar aside and kissed the tip of my nose. Edu groaned and I looked at her in embarrassment. John laughed. I had to try to divert the attention so I asked:

• "That was wonderful, John, is it one of the tracks in your record?"
• "Yeah, it’s called ‘Baby It’s You’"
• "Have you written it?", asked Edu.
• "Oh, no! It’s a cover of the old Burt Bacharach, you see.", but then looked at me and said: "Don’t worry, you’re so lovely that you’ll have plenty of songs written to you".

I had to laugh at that. Me? Songs written to me? Oh, yeah, like ‘Diana’ of Paul Anka, ‘Long Tall Sally’ of Little Richard or ‘Lucille’. How would Vicky sound in song? Oh, definitely I didn’t want to discover it!

• "Oh, yeah, sure, John!", I joked. But then we couldn’t resist it any more. All the feeling had been there from the very beginning and we couldn’t hide it any more. John leaned and kissed me. I was taken by surprise, but when I realised that John was actually kissing me, I felt butterflies in my stomach. I closed my eyes and let myself go. John kissed me softly and tenderly but also passionately. He then stopped and I opened my eyes.
• "What?"

He got up and walked away from me. Edu had seen the whole scene and was as astonished as myself.

• "John, what’s the matter?"

• "I think you’d better leave".

• "Why, John? What’s the matter?"

• "Ok, let it be, Vicky. Let’s go!"

We left, but I had this lump in my throat that hardly let me breath. Edu brought me to our room and as soon as we entered through the door I broke down. I started sobbing and weeping and finally cried loudly. I jumped downwards on the bed and Edu was there for me, my lovely friend Edu, who was telling me:

• "There, there, Vicky, it’s nothing. No man in this world deserves that a lovely girl like you cry over him. Something must have happened while he was kissing you".
• "But what, Edu? He seemed so right and tender. What on earth could he have thought while he was kissing me?"
• "That’s the thing, Vicky. I don’t know. Do you want me to talk to him?"
• "No, let him rot in hell. I don’t care, we’re going back home in a couple of days so..."
• "Vicky, you’re quite upset now and I know you don’t mean it. There must be an explanation".

But I couldn’t care less about the explanation. All I wanted was to be alone and forget John. So I spent the rest of the day in the room, without going out and went to bed really early. I woke up the next day with my eyes full of tears. I couldn’t remember if I had dreamt something, but I was sure they were for John. No matter how hard I tried to forget him, John was in my head. Edu wasn’t in the room when I got up. I couldn’t face going to the lounge and find John having breakfast so I decided to stay in the room and wait for Edu. I took the magazine I had bought at the station and started coursing the Beatles. When I couldn’t stand the hunger any more, I went out of the hotel to have something to eat. I spent the day alone and when I went back to the hotel in the late evening to sleep still Edu wasn’t round. I worried a little, but no news is good news, so I opened the door and headed towards the bathroom to get changed. Suddenly I heard a knock on the door. It was a soft knock. I thought it would be Edu so I went to open the door and became face to face to John.

• "John!"
• "Vicky, may I in? I think I owe you an explanation".
• "You don’t owe me anything and I was ready to go to bed so if you don’t mind...", I started pushing the door but John stopped it with his foot.
• "Please, Vicky, I need to talk to you".

Oh, John was quite serious. Maybe he had something really important to tell me. Where was Edu? Would it be something about Edu? I started panicking and I finally let him in.

• "Is Edu alright?", I asked him.
• "Oh, yeah! We’ve been looking for you the whole day. She’s with Brian now. He wanted her to be his interpreter, so she’s fine, now. But what I have to tell you is really important"
• "Ok, then", I went to the bed and sat down. John sat next to me.
• "I wanted to apologise because what I did yesterday wasn’t right".
• "What? Kissing me or telling me to leave?"
• "Oh, don’t be bad to me, Vicky. I loved kissing you, I like you a lot but...", I didn’t let him finished. That’s all I wanted to hear. In the state I was in and John telling me that, it was no surprise that I leaned towards him and kissed him softly in the lips. He kissed me passionately and with one hand started stroking my hair. Then he pushed me softly until I laid down on the bed. He kissed my mouth, my eyes, my nose and my cheek. Then he went to the neck and then I noticed he was unzipping my trousers. I had to stop him.
• "John..."
• "What, luv? Anything wrong?"
• "No, it’s just that I... I mean, I’ve never.... You know".
• "Oh, luv", he kissed me, "we don’t’ have to do anything you don’t want to. You have never had sex before, it doesn’t matter, I won’t do anything you don’t feel like doing", but then he pushed me down on the bed again and finally took my trousers down. After that he took my top out too until I was only in underwear. He took my bra out and let me only the knickers on. He kissed my whole body thousands of times. When he wanted to kiss my mouth, then he stroke my body with his hands. He slipped his hands on my waist, my legs, my breasts and my belly. He also slipped his wet and warm tongue on the same places he had slipped his hands before. He played with my breasts and teased my nipples with the tongue, he went down my stomach and did the same with my belly button. I could hardly breath. That was something absolutely new for me. Nobody had ever done that to me, never. He was the first guy in kissing me that way and the only man who had seen me naked. I thought I was in Heaven and I even didn’t think that Edu could come at any moment and walk in on us. I couldn’t care less. I loved John madly at that point and he was making me feel the happiest girl in the world. But then his fingers slipped under my knickers and I wasn’t prepared for that. I opened my eyes and smiling at him I took his hand out of there. He laughed and smiled too. Then he leaned to kiss me again and the magic was broken when we heard the door open. "Bloody hell!", he shouted. We both jumped and saw Edu and Brian staring at us.

How embarrassing! I would have liked to crawl under a stone and die. I covered my breasts with my top the best I could and ran towards the bathroom. I put in the bathrobe and went out. Edu was smiling. I could feel she was happy for me but Brian was quite serious. He said:

• "John. What would happen if Cynthia hears about this?"

John quickly turned to me and I couldn’t understand a word. Who was that Cynthia Brian was talking about? Wouldn’t John...? No, that was not possible. John couldn’t have a girlfriend back in England, could he? He wouldn’t have done the things he had done to me if he had one. I had to find out.

• "Cynthia? Who’s Cynthia, John?"

John turned to Brian and if looks could kill Brian would have died right there and then. Edu, very cleverly, took Brian out from there because she guessed John had something to tell me. When we were all alone once again, I repeated my question:

• "Who’s Cynthia, John?"

• "That’s what I wanted to tell you when I came here, Vicky. I’m married"
• "WHAT???!!!", I couldn’t believe it! I felt cheated. He had cheated on me, hiding the truth. If I had known he was married I would have never let him touch me. NEVER!!! I could feel the tears coming to my eyes. And I didn’t think I could hold them back much longer. John was looking down at the floor, unable to face me. He knew he had been a coward lying to me that way.
• "I’m married and I... Fuck! I’ve a son!"

I could have died right then. That was too much pain to endure. John was married and had a son and I loved him madly. Oh, No, no!! I started crying loudly. John tried to hug me but I wouldn’t let him.

• "DON’T TOUCH ME, YOU KNOW! I DON’T WANT TO SEE YOU ANY MORE!! GO AWAY, LEAVE ME ALONE!!"

• "I know you feel cheated but that’s why I told you to go away yesterday and what I wanted to tell you today. And I meant everything I’ve done to you. I really like you, Vicky. Let me explain".

I couldn’t see what explanation that had. He was married and had a son, that’s the end of it. I loved John so much that I felt a little hope in my heart. Maybe he didn’t love his wife. They might have been married for some years now and had grown out tired of each other. So, I let him explain:

• "I married Cyn because I got her pregnant. That was the right thing to do, Vicky. Wouldn’t you have wanted a guy to marry you if he had got you pregnant?", well of course I would have, so I nodded. "Well, so I married her. But I didn’t love her, I DON’T lover her, but I couldn’t leave a baby without a father, not again. My dad was enough".

Well, that was something, but I felt too humiliated like to forgive him straight away. I needed to talk to Edu and order my thoughts.

• "John, please, leave. I want to be alone", I got up and went to the door. I opened it for John to go out.
• "Vicky, please, think of what I’ve told you. I like you very very much", I couldn’t hear anything else, that was enough for one day, so without looking at him, I waited till he went out to the corridor and then I closed the door.

Five minutes later Edu came. I told her everything, and she told me Brian had also told her the whole story.

• "He’s a bastard, isn’t he?", I told her.
• "I wouldn’t say so, Vicky. To be honest, he seems to be quite happy with you. The smile he had when we walked in on you tells it all".
• "Oh, yeah", and a weak smile came to my lips when I remembered the best moment we had had so far. "But he should have told me about Cynthia before going that far, shouldn’t he?"
• "Well, maybe, but put yourself in his shoes. He may have had fear of your reaction. Would you have left him do those things to you if you had known he was married?
• "No, probably not".
• "So, think about it, Vicky. You’ll see everything quite different tomorrow morning, ok? Sleep tight!"

And I couldn’t sleep a wink. I tossed and turned in the bed thinking of John, remembering his warm tongue slipping all over my body, making me feel like nobody had ever made me feel before. He was a master making a girl happy, teasing with my nipples, playing with my navel, caressing my waist, stroking softly my skin with his fingers. But then, the damn image of another girl came to my head. That Cynthia, and John’s son... When I finally drifted off to sleep, I dreamt of a girl doing the same John had done to me but to John, and I was there seeing it all. This girl turned to me every now and then and smiled. Oh, it was a hell of a night.

The next morning, I was waken up by Edu shaking me.

• "Wake up, Vicky, let’s go to have breakfast. We’re paying to have breakfast at the hotel, and we’re losing lots of them".

She was right so, against my own thought, I got up and went to the bathroom to follow the same routine of having a shower, cleaning my teeth, applying my make up and getting dressed. When we went to the lounge to have breakfast I looked for John but he was nowhere to be seen. That was better, I didn’t want to see him. He had hurt me so much that I couldn’t see him without feeling my heart break. After breakfast, Edu wanted to go out. I didn’t feel like doing so, so I told her I would stay at the hotel and would phone my parents to tell them everything was alright.

• "Vicky, you have to start living again! John is nothing now, you’ve been 20 years without him and you’ve only known him for three days..."
• "Edu, I’m OK! I just want to phone home, that’s all!"

She shrugged it off and went away. I went to look for a telephone box and called my parents. I told them I was OK but I was looking forward to go home. And that was the truth, I wanted to go home and forget about John. I was very happy when I didn’t know him, oh, why did he have to cross my way?. After talking to my brother as well, I went directly to my room and laid on the bed thinking of John. I didn’t realised I had fallen asleep until I was waken up by Edu once more.

• "Vicky, wake up, I’ve got something very important for you".

I groggily looked at Edu. She was smiling. I sat down in the bed and Edu sat down next to me.

• "What time is it?"; I asked her. I felt hungry so I deduced it was probably lunch time.
• "Oh, forget about that, now. Look at this!", he handed me a piece of paper. There was some chaotic handwriting on it.
• "What’s this?"
• "Read it! I saw John this morning and gave me this for you. I haven’t read it, so, please, read it aloud!", I smiled at her and I looked at the paper. I proceeded to read:

Jesus Christ! That was the most beautiful poem that someone could have ever written to me.

• "What a lovely poem, Edu! Did John give this to you for me?"
• "Yes, Vicky, but it’s not a poem. John is not a poet, he’s a songwriter. It’s a song! He’s dedicated a lovely song to you! And a love song, dear. He’s declared his love for you!"

We hugged each other. I was so happy!! I loved John madly and he had written a song especially for me. I needed to talk to John immediately and tell him how I felt. He needed to know it. We only had a few days left and I wanted him to know my feelings.