The phone rings late at night. We don't have an extension in the bedroom & neither one of us wants to get up so we just let it ring. A little while later his cellphone starts ringing. It's his sister calling from London. She always forgets the time difference & calls at these crazy hours. I try to hand him the phone but he says no let it ring, that he'll call her in the morning. I have a niggling little doubt about that. I don't want to get into any arguments with her about why he doesn't call her or why he didn't pick up the phone. She can't get rid of the idea that I'm constantly scheming to seperate him from them(his family) & control him etc.....

When I get up for work on Thursday morning I go into the living room to check the caller ID. Yep it was her on the landline. At 2:00am. I go back into the bedroom & tell him 7abibi please don't sleep all day & forget to call her. He mumbles something unintelligible & I know he will infact sleep all day.

When I get home from work he's still sleeping. I knew it. I check the caller ID again & find a call from her. Then I check his cell & there's 2 missed calls. So she called 3 times. Now am starting to panic.

I try to shake him awake. Which results in a wrestling, tickling match & I forget about her for a while. Until he tells me that he's going up to the pool for a swim. I tell him I think you should call your sister, that she called not less than 5 times in less than 24 hrs, that there might be some emergency. He says he will.

I go into the bathroom for my customary end-of-the-working-week bath, hair treatment, personal pampering & grooming session. By now, he knows better than to interrupt me or try to get me to hurry up. He even puts on my music for me on his way out.

When I come out not less than 2 hrs later he's not around so I figure he's still up on the roof. I make some fresh strawberry juice with lots of ice. Then I take the pitcher & two glasses up with me.

Sometimes I think me & him are the only two people in the building who actually use the pool. Don't know why. I hardly ever see anyone else there. Except this time I find him sitting on the edge of the pool talking to 3 STUNNING blondes in 3 even more stunning bikinis. So where did they come from?

Upon closer inspection it turns out that only one of them actually deserves to be called stunning. The others weren't stunning - just naked. One of them - not the stunning one - just moved into the bldg a couple of floors on top of us. The others are her friends. They all work in airlines. Doing what exactly?

They were very sweet actually. All Arabs. From Lebanon, Tunisia & Syria. I decide I can trust him alone with them while I go downstairs & get juice for everyone. We sit up there talking to them for a while. I forget how long but the weather gets kind of hot so we go back downstairs & he remembers to tell me that his sister is coming later today(Friday).

I'm so freaked out about her that he's off the hook about the 3 blondes.