You don’t have much time.”“Thanks,” I said, checking to make sure my gun was loaded. It was a nervous habit. Of course, it was loaded. “I th...nk I may need to meet your cousin later today.”“Yeah, I was afraid you’d say that,” Martinez replied. “You need to keep your shit in check, bro. The Captain has been up my ass already about you. You know Jimmy is a good kid, but he’s gonna have to write up the calls from Marcel to Jude. It’s gonna come out that the wife of the lead investigator is fucking. ?Over the chair, then, boy.? I said. He shuffled forward and bent over the chair.I stepped up to him and ran my hand over his arse, ?Red for danger?? I suggested with a laugh. He didn’t answer. I pulled his pants down and placed the cane across his pale pink cheeks. ?This is for your own good, boy, understand?? I said, mockingly.To my amazement he replied, ?Yes, sir, sorry sir.?I could hardly contain my laughter! I raised the cane and brought it down hard on his skin. It sang as it swept. The terrain was rougher and there were the most taps we had seen in a couple sections. On top of that, the natives were restless and fighting back on losing their free gas and oil. The morgues on the way were kept busy.As if all that was not bad enough, several newscasters died when they came running out of the brush with cameras – unannounced - to get their big story. They ended up being the story.It was not that my men were trigger happy but after being shot at several times, they were taking. On the occasions when we do get to spend the evening together, by the time we get the kids in bed, we’re usually more than ready to get into bed ourselves. It’s on these occasions that I end up getting the best of both worlds. I get to feel every inch of her soft skin as I rub the stress away by giving her a massage and I get to watch her as she drifts off into never never land. She’s so beautiful when she’s sleeping. Every muscle is relaxed, her breathing becomes calm, and I enjoy lying there,.