They left a world behind. They braved myriad dangers to come to America, a place where they would be treated as second-class citizens at best and crim...nals at worst. And I was a man who made a living hunting people like them. I’m not proud of it but it’s what I do. It’s what pays the bills. But I don’t have to like it. Marisol has managed to find a job as a waitress for a Jamaican restaurant. It’s something, at least. Her mother, Elena, works as a seamstress for a local garment repair shop. And. " Once Shannon said the words Syd turned around. She stared at me intensely, assessing the situation at hand. I think Sydney always wanted to be a slut, but unless she was online she seemed too shy for it. It may have been my wife's encouragement, but something came over her. She had that look of lust in her eyes. I could tell she was trembling. Was she nervous? Excited? It has hard to tell. All I knew at this moment was that she looked cute as all hell. All of a sudden Shannon sat up. She. " What makes you say that?" Your main topic of conversation over there, Ray, that's what!" Jake replied with that grin still on his face. "No joking, man, considering that you hardly knew her, you spent most of your time talking and asking questions about Winnie." I did?" I said in surprise."You sure did, my friend," Jake assured me.God knows how long Jake and I stood in those toilets talking. But all of the women were waiting for us impatiently when we reappeared. Kind-of turned the table on. The girls had been to the party earlier that night and had been looking damn good. The guys continued talking and came up with a crazy idea. Tom (leader of the group) said, “Let’s go on a panty raid tonight.” Everyone thought it was an excellent idea. Unbeknownst to the rest of the group, Mike (a freshman) had a huge panty fetish and the thought of going into the sorority house and swiping a few pairs of panties was about more than he could handle. However, he kept his cool not wanting the.