His name was David. He was the one with whom I first lay, one marvelous night, long ago, in his quarters. He was gentle and kind with me that night, a...true gentleman of Earth. He pampered me, buying me presents, catering to my tastes, and always made love to my like I was made of crystal.My friends envied me, and everyone around told me David was the best man I could have found, but I don’t think I was truly happy. Something was lacking in my life, and being with David always left me with a. .” Samantha begins.“Rafael Vargas at your service,” the man says with a deep bow.“We’ve been waiting for over an hour for you,” Spencer says, his tone revealing his impatience.“Forgive me, Señor, but you must understand in my business one has to be careful,” he says looking about the room as if he was looking for someone that may be following him. “Follow me, please. I’ll give you what information I know.” The man stands up and leaves the two agents cutting off any chance of protest. Samantha. The daughter was called Josefina and her mother called her simply, “Jo”. The mother who was a still attractive mid-thirties Hispanic woman with generous boobs and a tightly packed behind was called Maria although the prosecution was hesitant to confirm that was her real name.Only recently, I had seen a story in the Wall Street Journal that both the victims were being stalked by a gang of Coyotes looking for payment for getting them into the country. They had been practically sold to Winston for. So I again snuggled up to him, started to kiss him on his neck as I reached between his legs and started to rub his hard cock thru his pants and then whispered in his ear "maybe I can take care of this". He looked at me and said sure, asked for the bill and we left the restaurant. He wanted to go to his room, and I said that I couldn't and I pulled him out to the courtyard in the back of the hotel near the pool and jacuzzi. I found an area that was off to the side and fairly secluded and.