We seen a vehicle pull in and a good looking guy in good shape get out and walk towards the hotel. I told her I think that is him. She said well he is...cute. Then there was the knock on the door. My look at me and I told her go answer it, he is here for you not me.She was dressed in a pair of tight jeans, and button down shirt which was unbottoned down to her belly button. This allowed a great view of her breasts covered by her bra. She opened the door and invited our guest in. They made small. The next week went, just went fast. One more week and the first wing of the prison would able to house prisoners minus some of the luxuries of life. At least they would be out of the barbed wire and mud. The first wing - A wing - was one hundred and fifty cells.The Matamoros utility crews would have the water and sewer hooked up by then. The sewage pumping station was sitting on a trailer waiting for them to place it. The power from the state-run power system would be hooked in a couple. My heartbeat doubled at what was underneath.It looked like a dull red translucent skull with strange, small floating eyeballs, surrounded by a wet blueish and similarly translucent skin. My eyes were wide and I no doubt would have began hyperventilating if not for whatever chemicals were keeping me glued to the floor. This monster slid out of Lisa, her form growing more and more like some kind of skin by the minute, as the monster tossed it aside. I got a better look as it did so; It seemed to. They also know the fate that awaits them for busting uninvited into Robert’s study.When I was finally able to see who held me as tightly as they could, I saw Nan and Fran. Both were glowing even in the dim light of Robert’s study. There was no question they were now very well fed and extremely healthy. Turning to the side I saw Nina standing there with a huge grin.“Sorry Mr. Stephens,” she said addressing him as a friend. “They went upstairs to thank your wife again for the presents they found.