I waited in the bar for ten minutes. I thought Carla would either have started without me or be pacing her room impatiently. She was neither. She opened the door to her room dressed just as she had been at dinner. A magazine was open on the table. "You took your time; thought you'd had second thoughts." "Not with you waiting," I said. I put my hands around her waist and looked her in the eye. As I moved my hands upwards t...