My Dad dropped me off next to the dorm at 6am, he got me up at 2am for the long drive. I slept and woke up when he pulled in front of the dorm. He hea...ed back and I took my duffel bag and checked the back door. It was locked but the window in the back opened and I headed to my room on the top floor. I crashed for the rest of the day. It was 2pm when I heard a car door slam and girls giggling outside. I peaked out the blinds and saw my dorm resident director Diane and another girl who I found. "I'm sorry, hon, that's all I had." Steve fell backwards on the bed and lay there staring up at the ceiling.The next day, I sat in front of my computer scowling at the monitor. I had just loaded the pictures from my camera into the computer, and the good news was that the woman didn't look anything like me. The bad news was that it would not win the five thousand dollars. There just wasn't enough cum on my face and that's what the contest was all about. About to abandon the dream of winning the. Trading sex for favors. But the whole cartel thing just made that impossible.”“Anywhere else like the Prince?”“Thailand. Importing mostly to America. There’s a house in the Twin Cities actually. That’s pretty low level though. Kind of an overflow. The best service the rich traveling through. Singapore. Malaysia.”“Overflow. Jesus Rachel.”“I’m an idea girl,” she shrugged. “I got the syndicate’s ear and it went from there.”“Lucrative?”“You could say that.”“So we’re laundering money?”“It’s Eddie,. ”Surprised by that little piece of news, Mike looked up and asked, “Why?”“The Assistant Director decided that employees of the agency who were sending their families overseas couldn’t be trusted with our national security. If they weren’t willing to face the risks like everyone else, then they didn’t belong in the agency,” Dale answered.“Good for him,” Sanjay said with a nod of his head.“I’ll let him know you said that,” Dale said with a smile.The Assistant Director had actually caught the end.