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 Chapter 15.

In the hotel dining room the next morning. Philip, Charles, and Anne are all seated at the same table having breakfast. All three are in a delicate condition from the consumption of too much Sangria from the night before.

Anne is sipping at a glass of orange juice. "Oh my head, what was in that Sangria last night?"

Out of all of them Charles, is looking the worse for wear, "Brandy."

"Who told them to put Brandy in a fruit punch?"

Charles gives Philip a look.

Philip also drinking orange juice, "Don't look at me."

Charles, "You told me to do it."

"I told you I had it once."

Charles in all innocence, "Same thing."

Anne has finished her orange juice, "Anyone got any Aspirins?"

Philip gets up from the table, "I'll go and ask at reception."

As he is walking towards the reception desk he sees Deifilia, an 18 years old unbelievable (Spanish) Beauty, with jet black hair and Vivid Green Eyes. She is standing behind the reception desk watching Philip approach.

He sees how beautiful this girl is. His eyes widen, he can't take his eyes off her, he also can't help talking out loud. He walks up to the reception desk, "Oh my God."

Deifilia smiles, and gives out a slight laugh at Philip's approach, "May I help you?"

Philip has been learning Spanish and wants to impress the beauty in front of him, "Sí, mis dos amigos tienen dolores de cabeza. Haga usted tiene cualquier aspirina.

(Translates into) "Yes. My 2 friends have headaches. Do you have any aspirins?"

To the delight of Philip, Deifilia is very impressed, "You speak perfect Spanish. Muy Bueno."

"Thank you. You're perfect to. I mean your English is perfect. Not that I'm not saying you're not perfect."

"Thank you. I think I know what you are saying, and I am sure there was a compliment in there somewhere. I will find you some Aspirins." Turns away, and goes through the door behind her into a back office.

Waiting at the reception desk for Deifilia to return. Philip thumbs through some tourist leaflets showing various trips and the Big Night out at the very popular BBQ Night.

Deifilia returns holding a bottle of Aspirins. With a big smile hands it to Philip.

"Here you are. Will there be anything else?" Still smiling.

Philip has never been backwards in coming forwards, but this was something very special. He mustered up all the courage he had and blurted out, "If I asked you out tonight. Would you come?"

Deifilia looking sad, "Unfortunately we are not allowed to go out with our guests."

"In that case we'll just have to book out, and book into another hotel."

"I wouldn't want you to go to so much trouble."

"No trouble. Not for you."

"I have an idea that might keep you here as a guest. Do you think you might be anywhere near the harbor tonight?"

"You must be a mind reader. I was just thinking about going down to the harbor tonight. Any special bar you might recommend?"

"I would recommend The Fisherman's Bar. I hear it gets busy around 7 o'clock."

"We'll be there."

"We? Ah, the ones with the headaches. I will also be having drinks with my friends."

"They'll be ok by tonight. I'll see you later." Gives the aspirin bottle a little toss in the air, catches it in one hand. Leaves Deifilia and the reception area in a very good mood. he re enters the dining room. Still tossing the aspirin bottle up and down.

Charles and Anne see Philip approaching; they can see he's in a very good mood.

Anne, "I know that look. What's her name?"

"Oh shit I never asked."

Charles is just finishing off his bacon, sausage, and egg breakfast, looks up, "Twat."

"It don't matter we're meeting her and her mates later down at the har-bour in the Fisherman's."

"Any of 'em got Big Tits?"

"Don't know about that." Sits down at the table. Puts the bottle of aspirins next to Charles.

"Here, here's your aspirins. We'd better hurry up, if we're gonna see this villa by ten."

Charles gets up from the table. "I need more orange juice."

Anne, "Can you get me one."

Philip, "Yeah me too." Tucks into his breakfast.

They have all now finished their breakfast and are walking through the reception area towards their waiting car and driver.

Philip looks back at Deifilia gives her another good lusty looking over.

(Talking to himself again) "That is definitely some of me."

Charles notices Philip looking at Deifilia, "Is that her?"

Philip, "Yeah. What'd you think?"

"Punching a bit above your weight with that one bruv."

"Wait till she sees the villa we're gonna buy."

Charles runs over to Deifilia at the reception desk. Leans over and whispers something into her ear.

Deifilia gives a little laugh and waves at Philip.

Charles bounces away from the reception desk and catches up with Philip and Anne, and all 3 go out to their waiting car.

Philip is puzzled, "Ok what'd you say?"

"I said you've got a 10 inch cock, and you breathe through your ears."

Anne laughs out loud, "Ah, a dream come true."

Philip is become just a little anxious as to what Charles actually said, "No come on what did you really say?"

"For one I asked her, her frigging name. More than you done."

All 3 get into the waiting car and it drives off.

"Yeah, what else did you say? I saw her laughing."

"I told her you were just popping out to buy her a villa as a thank you present for going out with you tonight."

"She is a bit tidy though isn't she?"

Anne, now sitting in the back seat with Charles leans forward onto the back of Philip's seat, "Hope she's bringing some hunks with her tonight."

Charles now looking out of the window admiring the view, "If she don't.

I'm sure you'll find one."

Philip spins round in his seat, "So what's her name?"

"Deifilia, well it sounded like that. It could have been Daffodil for all I know."

"I can't call her Daffodil all night."

The driver, a typical Spanish working class man with a rugged unshaven sun beaten face, a leather cap tilted to the back of his head, and a waist-coat that had seen better days. "You talk about the beautiful girl in the hotel?"

Philip anxious to get any information he can about his new found beauty, "Yeah do you know her?"

"Her name is Deifilia. She is Miss Majorca. Very beautiful."

"She got a boyfriend?"

"I think a beauty like that have many friends."

Philip, now a little despondent, "Yeah, a bird like that would have."

Charles as usual trying to put a positive and humorous twist on everything, "Hope she likes the villa you're buying her."