" "Oh, good. The longer we have them,the better we can break them and retrain them. There's nothing we likebetter than tough men who have been made...over into weak girls."The door closed and John felt a rush of doomed finality. The threateningwomen crowded him back until he was standing against the wall, trying tocover his attractive breasts and shamefully altered genitals with hissmooth hands. They each took one of his wrists and held them out fromhis body so they could get a better look. . "Don flashed her a big grin, "Well once I get a job like yours I'll get one. I don't make anywhere near the money you do."She grunted like she knew a secret that she wasn't going to share with him."Do you work around here?" she asked.Don pulled back his coat and showed his gun that he was now licensed to carry, "No, I'm a cop."Don saw the look. Some women have a thing for cops. He never figured out if they just wanted to be around someone with authority or if they loved being around danger.She. Monsieur M owned this hotel, among others.That explained the referral from the ambassador, but not why. Tootsie had said it was urgent. Ambassador or not, it was going to be my name on the visa and I wanted to know what I was getting into.“Tootsie, it’s Michael.”“Hey, Michael, what’s up?”I was pretty sure she knew.“This referral from Monsieur M, María Fernanda, what’s the deal, do you know? What’s the ambassador’s interest?”She was silent.“Tootsie?”I thought I heard a sigh.“Michael, I don’t. A deep long French kiss. The whole of my body was trembling. He moved his other hand between my legs. I pushed his hand away before he could get it anywhere near my cock. We were reaching dangerous levels. Don’t worry he said I know your a guy. I pulled away from him. And looked over to my sister for help. He grabbed me under the chin and turned my face so I was looking at him. Again he French kissed me. Maybe I like girly boys he said. So let me play with you. I was trembling more than ever.