Part 3A

Daniel and Helen stay to enjoy their holiday

from Daniel’s perspective.

Day 6 continued

The whole family was in the suite’s living room at their hotel, in Bay of Angels in Mexico.

“True, I need help in the office first,” Greg agreed with the sentiments expressed by different family members... “Yes, true.” Helen nodded and turned to Mia. “Honey, I’m so sorry you have to go home. It’s not fair. No, I think I have to go. You’ll be too busy working in the office and taking care of the house.”

“Come on, Mom, it’s okay. This is a good opportunity to get to know the job better. Don’t worry,” Mia argued. A warm feeling flooded Mia at being needed.

“Are you sure?” Helen asked hesitantly.

“Yes, I’m sure.” Mia gave a small smile and nodded decisively.

“I’m sorry, Mia. I promise I’ll make it up to you. Have you unpacked?” Greg asked as he put his hand protectively on Mia’s shoulder.

“No, I haven’t. Give me 10 minutes, and we can go,” replied Mia, turning to go to her room.

Daniel was looking on, thinking, Hmm. It all started wrong. Mia and Dad must go home, and I have to stay with Mom for 10 days. 10 fucking days! I hope she’ll be less nervous than at home. But, well, I figure it’s the best idea for Mia to go back with Dad since Trevor’s in the hospital.

“Greg, are you okay? Are you ready for the trip? Maybe you should get a few more hours of sleep before you leave?” Helen asked anxiously.

“No, honey, I’m fine. I want to leave as soon as possible,” Greg answered, putting some force into his voice.

“You should at least have breakfast,” Helen prodded him, trying to ensure he was taken care of.

“Only if Mia needs to eat. If not, then we’ll eat on the way.”

“Okay, I’ll repack for you.”

When Helen went to the room, Greg looked at Daniel. “I’m sorry, Daniel. Just don’t think about it. Try to make the most of this time. I’m sure you’ll have a good time with your mom. She’s a little upset right now, but try to relax her, and then she’ll be fine, and you can have fun.”

“No problem, Dad, I know how to handle it.” Daniel tried to sound reassuring.

Mia and Helen reappeared with the luggage.

“Okay, I’m ready,” Mia called out cheerily.

“Yep. We can go,” Greg asserted, reaching for the luggage.

“Wait a minute, I’ll go get dressed and we’ll see you off,” Helen offered, drawing her robe tighter around herself.

“No, you two go back to bed. It’s too early. We’ll go out alone,” Greg said, walking over to Daniel, hugging him, and murmuring to him in low tones, “Son, try to enjoy yourself as much as possible and take care of your mom.”

“Sure, Dad,” Daniel replied, giving a manly hug.

Greg walked over to Helen and kissed her. “Honey, I’m so sorry...” Greg’s voice caught.

“It’s okay, drive carefully and text me when you get there.” Helen was distraught.

“I will,” Greg promised reassuringly.

Daniel hugged and kissed Mia. “I don’t know how to say it, but I’ll miss you,” Daniel said gruffly.

“Yes, of course, haha. Maybe I’ll miss you too if I have time, haha.” Mia’s eyes misted. Greg and Mia left. Daniel closed the door and looked at his mother. Helen was standing in the living room, looking sad. She didn’t even notice that the strap of her almost see-through nightgown had fallen over her shoulder. Mom looks so sad, like she’s about to cry. Daniel thought as he walked over to Helen and hugged her. Helen hugged him tightly, trying not to cry.

“Okay, Mom, you’re going to suffocate me.”

“Oh, sorry.”

“It’s okay.”

“Well, you should actually be sad,” Helen admonished Daniel.

“Haha, no.”

“Come on, no boy wants to spend the holidays with Mom. When I was your age, if I had had to spend the holidays with Mom and Dad, I would have gone crazy, but I promise you’ll have a good time with me.”

“I’m sure we will.”

“Okay, I think we can go back to sleep now.” Helen sighed.

“Good idea.”

As Daniel was lying in bed, he thought, I should have been home with Dad. I would have been much better. But what can I do now? Maybe it will be okay; we’ll see. I will survive, oh ahh, I will survive ... Ah, how I hate it when stupid songs get into my ears. I’ll try to sleep. After a while, Daniel turned over in bed. I can’t sleep. Maybe it’s too hot. I can take off my shirt ... Daniel took his shirt off and tried to fall asleep again. Damn, I can’t sleep.

He heard the door opening and closing. It seems that Mom isn’t sleeping either. Maybe I can go there, he thought.

Daniel left his bedroom and entered the living room. Helen was sitting on the sofa and turned towards him.

“You can’t sleep either?”

“No way.” Daniel harrumphed.

“Do you want some coffee? Or maybe you’re hungry? I think we can have breakfast if you want,” Helen listed the available choices.

“Yeah, sure, breakfast and coffee are what I need.”

Helen tried to be cheerful. “Anyway, we need to explore this hotel.”

Daniel shrugged his shoulders. “Okay, I’ll be ready in 2 minutes.”

“Give me 3 minutes, though, haha.”

Daniel went to his room and put on a T-shirt and shorts, and Helen came out of her room in a short purple summer dress. The thin straps revealed her beautiful shoulders and a deep neckline that showcased that she wasn’t wearing a bra, while the dress barely covered her butt.

Daniel furrowed his brows. What the hell! This suits Mia, not Mom. But I have to admit, she looks good.

“Something wrong? Do you think it’s too much?...”

“No, it’s okay. I just expected Mom to come out of the room, not Mia,” Daniel quipped.

“Haha, I know you think this is appropriate for Mia, not me.”

“I don’t know, but I know you look youthful.”

“Oh, thanks. Can I go like this?”

“Yes, of course, let’s go.”

Daniel and Helen went to the reception. The receptionist greeted them politely, “Good morning. How can I help you?”

“Good morning. We arrived last night, so we don’t know which room breakfast is in...” Helen started.

The receptionist endeavored to identify the guest. “Oh yes. You’re Mrs. Smith, right?”

“Yes, I am.”

“Please, one moment; my boss would like to speak to you.” The receptionist smiled and inclined his head.

“Is there a problem?” Helen asked anxiously.

“No, no. No, no problem, ma’am. None at all.” The receptionist tried putting her at ease.

The receptionist got up, opened the door behind him, and bobbed his head inside. “Waldemar, Mrs. Smith is here.”

Waldemar acknowledged, “Okay, I’m coming.”

Waldemar welcomed her, “Good morning, Mrs. Smith. I’m Waldemar Higgins, the hotel’s assistant manager.”

“Helen Smith, I’m glad to see you.”

“I’m so sorry about the problem that caused your husband to leave. I know you may feel like your vacation has been ruined, but we’ll do our best to make your stay here a little better. By the way, do you have any information about Mr. Smith’s partner?” Waldemar commiserated.

“No, we don’t have any information yet.”

“Mrs. Smith, if there’s anything we can do to help, please don’t hesitate to ask.”

“Thank you, but there’s nothing you can do to help. Really.” Helen smiled wanly.

“Well, I see you’ve paid a lot for this apartment, and now it’s just the two of you. So I have an idea, or maybe I should say a suggestion, on how we might be able to improve your stay. Since you have already paid a lot for a service that you do not need now ... Well, if you moved to a smaller room, we could give you a gold card: ‘All inclusive plus.’ This means that you could use all the services for free, not only everything in the hotel but also in the entire complex—everything for free. Food and drinks in all the restaurants, the discos, the bars inside and outside, the beach bars, the aquapark pools, and all kinds of equipment on all three beaches, not to mention the various treatments, massages, boat rentals, etc. available ... all that if you move to a smaller room.” Waldemar smiled smugly.

“Hmm, well ... I-I don’t know ... sounds good. What do you think, Daniel?” Helen stuttered.

“That sounds good...” Daniel grinned.

“Mrs. Smith. Go, have breakfast, think about it, and then let me know your decision. I’ll be here,” Waldemar offered graciously.

“Okay, see you later.”

Helen and Daniel went to the restaurant. They took food from the buffet and sat down at a table near the patio.

Helen turned to Daniel. “What do you think of this offer?”

“It’s obvious that he wants to resell the apartment that we’ve already paid a lot for. Okay, it’s a business. Honestly, the two of us don’t need such a big apartment anyway, and if we really have the gold card ... There are a lot of things we could enjoy. Without the card, we would just pay a lot for all these things, and now we don’t have to spend on anything. So it’s worth it to us,” Daniel reasoned.

“Well, yes, that’s clear. They’ll get double the price on the expensive apartment, and that’s not even close to what we’ll spend on the card. Some food and drinks can’t be compared to the price of the apartment for 10 days. It suits both us and them. So, we’ll move to a smaller room?” Helen looked at Daniel expectantly, as if deferring to his decision.

“Okay, it’s worth it.”

After breakfast, Helen and Daniel return to the reception.

“Ms. Smith, have you decided?” Waldemar asked.

“Yes, we’ll accept your offer.”

“Great. This is a decision that suits both you and us. Thank you very much, and I haven’t forgotten; if we can help you in any way, just let us know. Jorge, please help Ms. Smith move to any available room on the second floor whenever she wants. Ms. Smith, when you’re ready, call us.” Waldemar smiled, satisfied with the transaction.

“We’ll be ready in a few minutes,” Helen confirmed.

Helen and Daniel went upstairs. The receptionist came to the apartment and took the suitcases.

All three of them went to room 235.

“Here’s your key. Have a nice day.” The receptionist gave a little bow and left.

“It’s compact,” Daniel observed, looking around.

“Well ... yeah,” Helen conceded.

“And where’s the other bed?” Daniel mused.

“It seems like they also count the double bed as two beds.” Helen pointed to the bed.

“Is it possible to separate them?” Daniel, always the practical one, asked.

“Let’s try!”

They examined the bed and decided that it was impossible to separate.

“I think it’s big enough. It’s a huge double bed. Maybe it would be possible to sleep here so that we could both be comfortable.” Helen mulled over the situation.

“I’m not sure about that.”

“Maybe we could go and give them back the gold card and keep the apartment.”

“I don’t really know.”

“Okay, we can try sleeping like this, and if it doesn’t work, we’ll look for 2 single rooms tomorrow, okay?”

“Okay.”

Daniel sat on the bed. “I’ve never eaten that much for breakfast. I’m good for nothing now.”

“Lie down and rest. I’ll unpack and put things away, and then I’ll rest a bit,” Helen offered.

Daniel fell asleep and woke up in the afternoon. Helen was standing in front of the mirror in her swimsuit.

“I could say good morning, but it’s afternoon,” Helen jested.

“Mmmm. Yes.” Daniel stretched.

Helen was already in her bathing suit with a throw on top. “I was thinking about going down to the beach. Just get some sun and try the water. Do you want to come with me or not?”

“Sure, I’m going.” Daniel went to the dresser as if looking for something.

“Your swimsuit is in this drawer,” Heelen answered the unspoken question.

Daniel took his things and went to the bathroom, changing into his swimming trunks quickly.

They arrived at the beach, the first beach in front of the hotel, less than 100 meters away.

“The sun is quite strong. It’s not good to be in the sun on the first day. Our skin will be burned. See if there are any free sunbeds with umbrellas,” Helen directed Daniel.

“I see a free seat down in the front row.” Daniel pointed it out.

They got to the sun loungers, and Helen immediately lay down while Daniel adjusted the parasol.

“Yes, please, put those parasols in a good position. We need to be in the shade. I didn’t bring sunscreen.” Helen scrunched her face.

They set the sun loungers in a semi-sitting position, and the parasols protected them from the sun. They watched people strolling by. The beach was full. There were a lot of interesting people there. Families, young couples, and older people. Really, there were people of all categories, nations, and races. Next to them were two people. A woman who looked like she was in her early fifties. From the way she moved, you could tell she was a lady from the higher class. This thought was proven correct when you looked and saw her Gucci handbag next to her, the value of which is on the level of a common person’s monthly income. A young man with slightly darker skin was sitting next to her.

Daniel thought, Obviously, I’m not the only one who stayed with my mother.

The lady took out cigarettes from her purse, and the guy quickly looked for a lighter and lit one for her. What a player ... Daniel thought.

“You know I smoke cigarettes from time to time, but lately more and more. Before, I only smoked when Nadia came for coffee or when I went out with the girls, but now ... And you? I know you smoke occasionally, too,” Helen disclosed, looking at the unfolding scene.

“Yes, but really not that often. Not every day. I’m not addicted to cigarettes, but sometimes I do like to have one,” Daniel admitted.

“Okay, so now we can smoke together.”

Helen took a pack of Marlboro Lights out of her purse.

“Here you are,” Helen offered the open box to Daniel.

Daniel took a cigarette, and Helen searched through her purse.

“I don’t think I have a lighter,” Helen mumbled.

At that moment, the young man stands up and lights a cigarette for Helen, then for Daniel.

“Thank you very much; you’re very kind.” Helen gifted the young man a dazzling smile.

“You’re welcome.” The young man grinned back.

Daniel just nodded his head.

“First day?” The lady asked.

“Yes. Is it that obvious? Haha.” Helen gave a light laugh.

“Yes. Everyone comes with a lighter complexion, and the sun is so strong. The first day I was in the sun for a few hours, Archie had to apply a special cream to my skin 3 times a day. I ordered it directly from the factory...”

Oh, poor Archie ... Daniel thought with a hint of jealousy.

“I’ll avoid the sun, but I’ll still use the strongest sunscreen,” Helen admitted.

“Even when you’re in the shade, you should put on some sunscreen,” the lady advised, and then she made her wish known: “Archie, dear, let’s go in the water now.”

Archie and the lady went into the water with Archie holding her hand.

“Looks like you’re not the only one stuck with your mother on vacation, haha,” Helen quipped.

“I wouldn’t last an hour with a bitch like that.” Daniel just shook his head.

“Daniel! How can you say that?” Helen asked in mock shock.

Archie and the lady were in the sea, hugging and kissing.

“I’m not sure. Are they mother and son?” Daniel wondered.

“I think they are. What else could they be with such an age difference?”

“Then why are they kissing?”

“Hmm, they seem to really be connected. It’s just a kiss, right?”

“Probably.”

Archie and the lady came out of the water.

“How’s the water?” Helen asked amicably.

“It’s not bad. It’s cold at first, but then it’s fine,” the lady divulged.

The lady took off her bra and lay down.

Oh my, these must be silicone. There’s no way they’re supposed to look like this on an older woman. It’s actually not bad for her age, Daniel thought.

The lady took the oil and rubbed it on her body. Then she turned on her back. “Archie, darling, please, can you oil my back?”

“Yes, of course,” came the seemingly automatic reply.

Archie took the oil and started rubbing it on her back and then her ass and legs. Sometimes he touched her crotch, and she spread her legs slightly.

“Daniel, can we go in the water now?” Helen asked, getting hotter herself.

Daniel was immersed in his thoughts. Uh, he touches her ass and her legs, she spreads her legs, and he touches her crotch too...

“Daniel, can you hear me?” Helen asked, getting annoyed.

“Yes ... y-yes, we can go. Of course.” Daniel stuttered.

Helen and Daniel were in the sea, and Daniel wanted to discuss the scene they had just been privy to.

“Did you see?” Daniel muttered.

“What?” Helen wasn’t sure what he was talking about.

“Well, her...”

“You mean her fake breasts?”

“Haha, no, I mean ... I mean, did you see how he touched her?”

“Well, he oiled her; she can’t oil her own back,” Helen stated matter-of-factly.

Daniel kept pressing, “Yeah, okay, but...”

“So you’re not going to oil my back? You see how good Archie is. He is so accommodating.”

“Yeah, of course, I will, if you want...” Daniel gulped.

Daniel and Helen returned to the loungers. Lady and Archie were no longer there.

“Now we need to dry off. Let’s walk and see what’s on the other side.” Helen stood and held out her hand.

Daniel and Helen walked around until evening, then returned to the room, and Helen laid out her plans. “Okay, we’ll take a shower, and then we can have dinner. After dinner, we can walk or drink at the beach bar.”

Daniel was on board with it. “Good idea.”

Helen got ready for dinner. She put on a tight black dress and put on her makeup.

“Mom, you look great.” Daniel complimented her.

“Oh. Thank you.” Helen was satisfied with her looks, too.

“Now, I think I need to change my T-shirt into a shirt,” Daniel groused.

“If you want ... You don’t need to.”

After a quick change, Daniel announced, “Okay, I’m ready; we can go.”

They were having a great time enjoying dinner when Helen shared the news: “Dad texted me. They’re home. Trevor is stable. Lisa is fine. He wants us to have a nice vacation and promises not to bother us with phone calls and texts. ‘Only if it’s important’ were his words.”

After dinner, they walked along the beach. Daniel was steering them toward the beach bar.

“So, are we going there for a drink?” Helen asked.

“Yeah, why not?”

They entered the beach bar and stood at the bar. Helen looked at the cocktail menu.

Helen declared, “Well, I’ll try a new one every day.”

“Okay. Although I’m not really a cocktail fan. I prefer beer, but this atmosphere and the music make me want to try a cocktail.”

Just then, the barkeep asked, “What can I do for you?”

Helen put the gold card on the bar. “Let’s go in order.” Helen winked. “Two cocktails from the front row, please.”

The barkeep soon put the cocktails in front of them. Daniel took a sip and put his glass down, but Helen kept drinking.

“Hey, Mom, slow down,” Daniel advised.

“Mmmmm, it’s so good I can’t stop.”

“Bartender, two more, please, but different types.”

After she had her second, Helen started moving her body to the rhythm of the reggae, while Daniel did so sitting on a high bar stool. Soon, the third cocktail arrived. Helen, slightly flushed, quickly drank that too.

“Mom, you shouldn’t drink cocktails so quickly. You’ll be drunk soon,” Daniel worried.

“I think I already am, haha.” Helen giggled.

“Good to know.” Daniel sighed.

“Hey, see that woman from the beach?”

“Where?”

“At the other end of the bar.”

“Yeah, it looks like she is.”

They both looked at her. She looked at them too and raised her glass. Helen and Daniel also raised their glasses to her.

“What’s her name?” Daniel asked.

“I’m not sure if she told me. She never introduced herself.”

“I know he’s Archie.”

“I don’t see him here.”

“Look at her! She drinks hard liquor like water, haha.” Daniel was amazed that the lady held her liquor so well.

“Oh, she’s worse than me then!”

The bartender stepped in front of them. “The lady on the other side sent you some tequila shots.”

“That’s really nice of her. Thank you.” Helen smiled widely.

Daniel and Helen turned to her and raised their glasses. They both drank from their glasses at the same time.

“Oh, this is a little too strong for me.” Helen shuddered.

“Haha, Mom. Are you okay?”

“I’m great, just too lazy to go pee.”

“Haha, you have to make an effort if you don’t want to get yourself into trouble.”

“You’re right. I’ll be right back.”

When Helen left, the lady went straight to Daniel and pounced. She had a glass in her hand and was also swaying to the rhythm of the music.

“Hi, handsome,” the lady purred.

“Oh, hi...” Daniel was out of his element.

“I’m Nelly.”

“Nice to meet you. I’m Daniel.”

“Your girlfriend left?” Nelly nodded towards the part of the bar where Helen disappeared.

“Haha, she’s not my girlfriend; she’s my mom.”

“I see. Mmmmm. I’m a little drunk, haha.” Nelly giggled.

“It’s okay. And where’s your son?” Daniel asked, hoping to clarify the situation.

“My son? Hic, huc, ... Sorry, I’m so drunk. Do you mean Archie? Oh, Archie is anything but my son, haha. Actually, he was my lover these last few days. But now he’s gone...”

Nelly snuggled up to Daniel, who was sitting on the bar stool.

Nelly continued, “ ... he’s not here. But ... but you’re here. Don’t you want me, Daniel?”

Nelly put her hand on Daniel’s crotch at the same time asHelen arrived back.

“What’s going on here?” Helen asked in her sternest mom’s voice.

“Oh, nothing. This is Nelly ... And this is my—”

Nelly interrupted, “Oh, your girlfriend ... I mean, your mom is ... Ma’am, I’m so drunk and ... I’m really sorry...”

“I’m drunk too, but I’m not trying to rape anyone here,” Helen huffed, annoyed.

“Yeah, you’re right. I’ll go now, and I apologize again.” Nelly looked at Daniel, licked her lips, and purred, “Goodbye, sexy.”

“Hmm. I didn’t say you had to leave; you can stay and drink with us. I didn’t—”

Nelly interrupted again, “It’s okay, thanks, but I’m going.” Nelly left anyway.

“WTF, what was this?” Daniel exploded.

“Nothing, she’s drunk and lonely. You’re young and handsome...” Helen tried to explain.

“She’s not lonely. Archie isn’t her son—he’s her lover.”

“Oh, I understand. Well, I can’t help her, haha.” Helen let out a small laugh.

“Neither can I, haha.”

“That’s not true; you can help her a LOT, haha.”

“Ha-ha-ha. Very funny.” Daniel fumed inside. I’m not some piece of meat in the meat market. What a cougar...

“Well, I can have just one more drink, but then I must go to bed.”

“Even just this one was more than enough for me. I don’t like it. It’s too sweet.”

“You know, you don’t have to leave if I’m going.”

“I know, but really, after one more not-too-sweet cocktail, I’ll go too.”

“Okay. Let’s have another one and go.”

They had another one and left. They entered their room and sat on the bed, each on their own side.

I wouldn’t be able to walk.” Helen kicked off her shoes.

“I would, but very slowly, haha.”

Daniel took off his clothes but left his boxers on. Helen took off her dress and stayed in her underwear. She tried to get up but plopped back down on the bed. “Ha-ha-ha, my legs are jelly.”

“Do you need help?”

“No, I don’t have to move from here if you pass me my nightgown.”

Daniel got up and passed her the nightgown.

“Thank you. And please turn off the lights. I’d feel better in the dark. The light from the TV will be enough.”

Daniel is lying on his side of the bed. Helen took off her bra and was ready to put on her short summer nightgown. Her back was turned to Daniel. Daniel looked at Helen and saw her from behind, but in the mirror, he saw her from the front. Oh, look at those tits. I saw a few tits today. Mom’s tits aren’t that bad either. Jesus, I’m drunk...

Helen put on her nightgown and lay down. Daniel, on the other side of the bed, thought, She is a beautiful woman, actually. And ... haha, I’ll never forget last week when I saw her riding Dad’s cock, haha. She sure likes to fuck. Well, who doesn’t? Should I fuck that drunk Nelly? Of course, no shame. I would fuck her for sure, but if no one knows, haha. What if I stayed there longer? Would Mom know I fucked Nelly? What would she say to that? Daniel shifted uncomfortably as his erection went rock-hard due to his thoughts. I should cover that part with a sheet. Maybe there’s no need; anyway, Mom is too drunk and can’t see anything.

Daniel looked at Helen. She was lying on her back with her eyes closed. She didn’t move. She fell asleep right away. Hmm, she’s already in dreamland. Well ... tits, Nelly, cocktails ... what an old slut, but I’ll fuck her. I thought Archie was her son. Maybe she pays him for sex; who knows...

With these thoughts drifting in his mind, Daniel fell asleep.

Day 7

Daniel woke up and thought, What time is it? Oh, half past seven. What’s stopping me from going back to sleep? I’m really thirsty. I need to refresh my stomach from those cocktails. The minibar is on the other side of the bed. I need to get up.

Helen was sleeping on her side. Her ass was sticking out in the middle of the bed, and her nightgown was completely pulled up above it. One leg was stretched out, the other bent. Daniel could see her panties cutting into her pussy. She was sleeping soundly.

What a sight for a hungover morning. I’ll get up slowly so I don’t wake her up, the thought flitted in Daniel’s mind as he got up and took a bottle of water, almost drinking it entirely. I feel better now. I still feel a twinge in my stomach and a little buzzing in my head, but it’s not that bad. I’ll try to sleep a little longer, Daniel thought. When he closed the refrigerator, Helen moved.

“Oh. Mhm, what time is it? Oh, my head is going to explode.” Helen croaked.

“It’s half past seven.”

“Please, give me some water.” Helen pleaded.

Daniel gave her the water.

“Please, Daniel, give me my purse. I need some pills. I have such a bad headache.”

Daniel gave her the purse, and she took the pills.

“I’ll stay in bed, and you can go to breakfast without me.” Helen waved her hand.

“Yes, I’ll go. I’m starving.”

“Just one more thing before you go. Give me a wet towel, please.” Helen flopped back on the bed.

Daniel gave her the wet towel, and she stayed in bed while Daniel left the room and went to eat breakfast. As Daniel walked past the reception desk, the manager greeted him loudly, “Good morning, Mr. Smith.”

“Good morning.” Daniel nodded.

“Is everything okay?”

“Yes, I guess. It’ll be better when the hangover goes away...” Daniel smiled.

“Oh, it’ll be better after breakfast. Have a nice day.”

“Thank you. To you too.”, Daniel took the food and sat down at the table. Haha, Mom really doesn’t feel well. She’s not used to drinking. Also, cocktail hangovers are excruciating. Cocktails are crap. What now? I can go out on the terrace, have a coffee, and light a cigarette, he thought to himself idly, looking around.

Sitting at the table, Daniel ordered a coffee and lit a cigarette. A few meters down, he spotted an older lady in a hat and sunglasses sitting at a table near the patio. Daniel wondered, Is that Nelly? Wow. Maybe I can ... Of course, I can.

Daniel sauntered to her table. “Good morning, Nelly. Can I join you?”

Nelly was wary. “Who are you? I don’t know you, young man.”

“It’s me, Daniel. We talked last night.”

“I don’t know you, and I don’t remember what happened last night.” Nelly took off her sunglasses for a moment and glanced at Daniel. “Oh, it’s you! The mama’s boy. Did your mama leave you again?”

“Haha. She’s still asleep. She’s hungover.”

“Okay. What do you want from me now?” Nelly asked as if suffering.

“Well, last night I thought you liked me.”

Nelly pouted, “That was last night. Today is a new day.”

“But tonight is a new night,” Daniel said hopefully.

“Yeah, but that was my last night here. I’m leaving today. As a matter of fact, I’m waiting for my driver.”