“He said he’s a cuckold, Zach, that this is what he wanted.” She looked at him. “Speak English, sweetheart.”“Sí, lo siento. Inglés, sí....��He walked around the island, approaching me as she translated. “He said he’s sorry. He’ll speak English.”I nodded. “Yeah, that one I knew. You speak Spanish now?”“I’ve always spoken a little Spanish.”“Kaity, you could order a beer and ask where the fucking bathroom was; everyone can do that.”They both laughed and it broke the tension. I pulled my pants up,. It was a really slutty look and I loved it.Marlon then told Mike he needed to get a hotel room for the coming Saturday night too. Again Mike did as he was told and got online and paid for the room straight away.I was excited to see what Marlon had planned. When Saturday come I got a text 'you and Mike will meet me at the hotel at 4 this afternoon. I will be sat at a table in the bar. Mike must stay at the bar by himself while you join my table. I will tell you what is happening and give you a. "So what do you need me to check?" he asked."I want to know, who our friend driving the escape car really is?" I said. "He wasn't carrying any ID, but he was partnered with a junkie whore. Some things make him a pro, and some make him a pimp. I want to know which before I start on him."Can do," Lucas said."Lucas, use the computer in my bedroom please," I added. When he had gone, I asked Abra. "How many men have you killed?" Too many, " she said. She didn't give me the macho bullshit answer just. He noticed my look of frustration and strain and offered me a little bottle. He said take sniff of this stuff..it will help you relax. I opened it and smelled it. It was a little stinky but I took a deeper sniff and immediately felt a warm fuzzy feeling in my head and the noises muffled in my ears. He told me take one more deep sniff and I did. Now the stuff really hit me and I could hear my heart pounding in my ears but even more noticeable was my attention and how it turned to wanting.