She had not heard him until suddenly she felt a presence behind her and a monotonous voice say, "May I help you,woman?"Alison turned around to be met ...ith the figure of a small,fat man wearing a long woolen,black habit,he wore sandals with thick socks,which made her smile;around his corpulent waist he wore a thick ,long black strap .He had his hands folded inside the wide sleeves of his habit,he wore a stern expression,she suddenly felt uneasy,this was the Friar she had heard so much about,the. Both of them also appeared to be stoned, as they didn’t notice me at all, but I noticed that they were both chained by an ankle to eye bolts in the floor. I would need to check the second floor, but later.“Why the fuck should I give a damn about that?” Ricardo demanded in a loud voice, just as I stepped into the doorway to the living room.“Because they were some of your best customers,” I said, and they all turned toward me in surprise. Several guns instantly came out, but I had already cast. Our trip was coming to an end and we both lamented that wehad not had this treatment until we were about to depart. The otherconcern was my piercings and semi-permanent makeup was not any where nearto fading. What was I going to do? How could I travel back to the States?These Korean women were evil.Our two benefactors and guides wished to talk to us before we left thecountry. Said they had a business offer for us. Seo-yeon didn't beataround the bush, she informed us that we were so very popular. This was really stupid, he thought. Angrily he slapped the door, and to his surprise it swung open as if nothing had ever been a problem. Well, at least he could pay his bill and get out of here now. He walked out of the stall, glancing down to check his zipper, and stopped at the realization that he wasn't alone. His view pointed downward, he saw a pair of nyloned feet in very high-heeled ankle-strap sandals. As he lifted his eyes higher, he saw stockinged legs, skirt hem, blouse, full.