I admit I was really terrified; these big coloured guys at customs seemed to be nodding to each other and smiling. We were all taken to separate room... were we were told to sit and we would be interviewed. I was pleased when a smart woman customs officer came into my room smiled and said its nothing to worry about they had checked the cases and found nothing but needed to finish searching us as that was procedure. She told me her name was Carol and as there were four of us I had been put in. "I want to be a girl" I echoed. "You *are* a girl." "I *am* a girl". This went on for about ten minutes. I couldn't really tell the time. All I could do was to repeat what she said. And I kept saying that I was a girl. She said that I would receive the greatest pleasure when I thought of myself as a girl. "Believe in your soul that you are a woman!" she demanded. "Always wear women'sclothes, wear your makeup, and try to be pretty" I listened, wanting to run away. "You are a girl inside. Now go. Oh lord it keeps going. She didn’t care anymore. She grabbed his ass and forcefully moved him fully into her telling him to just pound her for everything he was worth she couldn’t handle it anymore. He only obliged. The next thing felt like thirty forty or even fifty minutes of him pounding her harder and harder moving the table all over the room until they finally hit the wall. As soon as they hit the wall he picked her up and kept used all his strength to keep pounding her. Oh my lord this. ?”I smiled and said , “Get in, I think we have a bit to talk over, Don't you? “ Donald just smiled and walked around to the passenger side.“ By the way my name is Donald Murphy, I arrived here before you did.”“Samuel Night Walker, but you already knew that. Are you the guardian angel that has been watching over me.”“Your Grand father asked me to look out for you. Plus I was investigating your parents death. I never believed it was an accident”I pulled out of the drive for the trip to Amarillo “.