They needed to spend some time with their families. But they came back again, going in the water with Sandra, again without me.They were at a distance...from me all day. Always far enough for me not to be able to hear them talk. I could only hear them laugh. It was the Turks and Sandra, and on occasion, our kids joined in.I could see how Sandra was trying to involve the kids in the conversations that one of the Turks would start. David seamed confused and shy while Maria forced a polite laugh. Instead the FIB agent's hand brushed up against the concealed tranquilizergun Felix kept in a holster underneath his shirt. Reacting on instinctMatthew grabbed the rest of Felix's body and slammed him against theelevator door, thinking that he stumbled onto something more sinister."Didn't anyone tell you that having a firearm in this city is illegal?"Matthew asked through clenched teeth. Felix struggled to move, pinned bythe greater strength of the trained agent. "Where did you get it from?". It was all or nothing for me. We either had to be lovers or nothing. Statutory rape, big time. A little wave of nausea came over me, and Lindsay stirred.The time had come for me to shake her hand, wish her luck, and say I just could not help her.But I couldn't keep thinking about the other side. Would she even consider the sex part? She wasn't getting up to shake my hand and leave either. She wasn't bringing up ways we could make it work on the uncle/niece model.I wondered if she found me. It had once been a nice piece of property I am sure, but by the time I arrived there it was just seedy. The shrubs had been chopped on drastically. That was probably done to prevent there use by the guests, of the tenants as a hiding place. It was indeed that kind of place. Hookers, drug dealers, Thugs of various other low life types, and even a couple of welfare mothers, were in their natural habitat at the Wayfarer Motel."You got a room?" I asked the middle eastern looking women wearing a.