As she laid on the blanket soaking up the sun, I noticed that a lot of men were walking by our blanket. Linda put on her cover up and pulled off her ...ikini top. I told her she should remove the bottom too. She hesitated but did what I asked. We walked back to our hotel with Linda dressed on only cover up. We will still about a block away from our hotel when we got caught in the huge downpour. Anyone who has ever been to a wet t shirt contest can imagine what happened to her cover up. We were. "Okay then," the cop said. "Let me run you through the system and make sure your MPG story checks out. If it does, you're in the clear." Sounds like an ass-fuck," Jeff said.His story checked out, of course. They went back in the living room where Belinda was still drunkenly yelling that she'd been forced to sell all the contraband by Jeff under threat of beatings and even murder."She admitted she's selling the shit?" the first cop asked the second. "Not just hoarding it?" Oh yeah," the second. So promise to do what she asks?''I promise' I said.'No matter what?''I said I promise, Mum!''You remember your promise, Johnny. I knew her when I was younger and she sometimes does things a little out of the ordinary, but it'll be for your own good. I'd promise to call, but the time difference is so much that I won't be able to do so very often. I'll write as often as I can. You write back, okay?''Okay''It'll be all right, Johnny. You have a good summer, and remember that your father and I love. He was leaning against the bar, drinking a local beer. Ethel assured Adam that this was not one of the men she was looking for, so they just wanted to question him, not deliberately kill him.The man was talking to a saloon whore, but it looked like the woman was not able to make a sale. She turned toward them as they entered the saloon and walked toward them. They saw her coming and leaned against the bar as she approached. Adam quietly said, "We're not here fer yer kind of business, but we.