I took another sip of the Moscato d'Asti we had for dessert. Atleast he knew his wine, I thought, because being Adriana was more workthan I would have...imagined. Wearing women's underwear was a bonus, though,I thought and smiled to myself.After Tom had paid the bill, we went out and hailed a cab. "Sorry forbeing such a lousy actress," I said. Tom looked at me as I got into thecar. "Let's just say that this evening was necessary for your training.Try to imagine that you are actually Adriana, my. If we hadn’t intervened, the girls would have had trouble proving they were U.S. citizens – no papers, you know. They could have all been sold into slavery as illegal immigrants.”“Well,” his grandfather said, smiling brightly, “I’m glad you got them. We’re still working on closing the ring on this end. It was only one shipment of girls, you realize. Their organization is still operating. But we’ll get them! I’ve got your grandmother on our side!”Grandfather and grandson exchanged their. I might as well admit that Samantha and I practically had oral sex."We're girls. We got dressed together. They didn't hide their breasts." She giggled. "Neither did I. There's only five people in the whole world I don't hide my breasts from." Who?" You know them." Well you just said Jennifer and Courtney and Sam. Um ... your sister?" Rhonda nodded. Who else didn't she hide her breasts from? "Liz?" Huh uh. Come on. You know who." I couldn't for the life of me think of whom. I just shook my head.. John. Your man’s name is Jethro Morris. His last know address was in the Tampa area. He has been in the local shelter lately. He went out to score a hit of Chrystal, it was his drug of choice,” I said. “Just some unsolicited advice, I’d take a look at the Meth dealers. Just saying,” That time it was Amos saying, “Asshole, but thanks,” “Just don’t forget you owe me one,” I said.“I was afraid of that.” he said.With the mystery of Jethro Morris solved, at least for now, I moved on to my own.