.. you’re good.”While Border Patrol was looking to see if there was an actual list ... probably by computer ... Visa was doing the same.I think on... could safely say that Visa can search the Internet with about the same assurance of access as the Border Patrol ... the Patrol controls the border ... Visa controls money. If one knows the proper passwords.Evidently ... Visa did.“Ooo, your mom was a naughty girl ... and why a newly sitting president thought YOU were guilty by association ... makes. “I need an update on the events scheduled this week and I have some errands for you.”Davy was not happy but he was also used to taking orders. In fact, I think he was relieved someone else was running things instead of him. He came directly to the office door and knocked without trying the doorknob first. I buzzed him in and waved him to a chair without really looking at him. I kept my head down, looking at papers in front of me. He sat.“The place is a mess, Davy,” I started.“The maids were. Jacob nearly lost his breath when he arrived at the basement landing. On one side of the giant room was a huge bar, fully stocked with wine and liquor. A pool table sat in the middle of the room and on the other side was an enormous sectional couch. The TV was well beyond his standards and would be a perfect spot to set up his game console. Walking over to the bar, he opened the refrigerator and snagged a cold beer before going outside. Stepping out onto the freshly built patio, Jacob could. Do I reveal myself to be a boy and suffer the embarrassment of being caught cross dressing by another guy? Do I give away the fact that I am her boyfriend? Then he would know exactly how pathetic I am and how little competition I am for him. He would probably just pick Rebecca up and carry her away, knowing I couldn't do anything to stop him. No, I had to play it cool. Rebecca noticed me staring and asked if I was okay. I put on my 'Steph' voice and calmly replied,"Well I just don't think.