Time Once More for Marilyn: Captivated & Rekindled Romance by Kerry James Page B

facilities they experience in Spain and Majorca are prohibitive. If you put an ensuite bathroom into two bedrooms you lose a third bedroom for every two you convert. All some saw was the loss of a bedroom, not the increased tariff you could charge for having an ensuite. So they sold, cheaply. The thing about apartments is that you get income all year round, not just in the high season.
                  I was impressed by her business sense. "You said you had occupants for all the apartments except one. Did you eventually rent that as well?"
                  "No. I kept it. It's mine, well ours now. I loved the hotel, it had many happy memories, and you my darling were one of those happy memories. I go there from time to time to remember when life was so uncomplicated. Now we can go there."
                  "I think I would like that."
                  She agreed. "Yes we can have 'us' time there." She had a wicked glint in her eye, giving me a good idea about her interpretation of 'us' time. "My apartment is on the top floor and not overlooked, although it has a wonderful view from the balcony. I was thinking that we wouldn't need to get dressed when we are there, it could be quite interesting."
                  "Hmm." I leered at her. "Alfresco loving. Extremely interesting." Marilyn smiled and nodded eagerly.
                 
                  The mention of the hotel sparked a conversation about that week. I tried to tell her how it had affected me, that I left feeling as if I had been shown the open door to paradise, had looked through, but had not been allowed to enter.  "When I left I suppose I knew we would never see each other again. Probably why I didn't write too much, I was prolonging a relationship that could never come to anything. So my sub-conscious told me not to chase the rainbow."
                  "Thanks." Marilyn replied dryly. Then she laughed. "Lisa told me to forget you; she said I had an adventure for a week and to look forward to the next adventure. She got quite angry with me as I didn't join in the game with her again."
                  "You didn't?"
                  "No. I didn't understand at the time what was happening. All I knew was that you had affected me more than I intended. There were other young men who stayed at the hotel. I talked to them, but none of them interested me at all. I think Lisa took care of them all."
                  "I can imagine."
                  "Oh don't make her sound like a slut. She enjoyed life and men. I didn't really understand what she got out of it." She paused for a moment and gave me a loving smile. "I do now!"
                 
                  The wedding did take place in the Church. My marriage to Jane had been in a Register Office. Her mother, again, who decided that as Jane was pregnant, it would be wrong to marry in Church and in white. Learning that, Marilyn's vicar was easily persuaded to marry us. This was my first and last marriage in a Church. It was a quiet affair. Sarah was asked by Marilyn to be her Bridesmaid and I asked Robert, one of my colleagues at work to be my Best Man. My Bride looked a picture in Ivory and lace as did Sarah, who like all girls rose to the occasion with aplomb. Seeing the beautiful vision of Marilyn approaching me at the Altar Rail, had my heart thumping within my chest. I stuttered a little when I made my responses. Marilyn had no problems though. I had not expected Gerry, my M.D., to attend, but he did. He used his seniority to subvert the best man and made a speech instead of him. I had to say I blushed at his effusive comments. He chatted with Marilyn at the reception for some time. Later he collared me. "Dal, when you said you were getting married, you didn't tell me that this was the lady whose complaint you went to see."
                  "Oh! Didn't