He stood in front of the shower doors, adjusting the water temperature, while I discarded my T-shirt and bra in the bedroom. I was about to follow him...when I heard a knock from Carmen's side of the wall; three knocks, then three more. It was our prearranged signal, which we'd decided to use for the first couple of times and indicated that someone was watching.Standing there naked, I must have looked like a deer caught in the headlights of an oncoming Mack truck. I hadn't prepared myself for. You know that they will have you run the gauntlet out of the village tomorrow. You must not stay. You must leave this afternoon."The boy was bewildered, angry and certainly frightened."But where can I go, father?" Go to Holland, son. My family lives there, in Breda. Tell them I sent you. They will take you in." To Holland, father?" the boy cried with wide-open eyes."Yes, there is no other way."Thus, for the next hours, while his mother and sisters wept, and his brothers swore revenge against. So here I was at the Bridal Suite of the Hilton dressed in a skimpy maid's outfit from Glamour Boutique ready to serve.Officer Wanda led me out of the entryway of the suite into the main room. There were six other women there. All of them were dressed in sexy lingerie. All of them worked for the police force."This is Charlene, the sissy I told you gals about, the one whose pictures you have seen giving Burt a blowjob."I looked up and there were enlargements hanging on the walls of the photos of. It looked to me like some unnamed individual from Mexico City was planning on moving in on the Miami/Dade County/South Florida crime families and taking over. I gathered that this kidnapping was a test case to see how well the Mexico City modus operandi would work in Florida. Shit! I could see a big gang war developing out of this if we didn't put a stop to it real quick-like. The local crooks were bad enough, we sure didn't want even more trouble imported from Mexico City.I asked Genie to bug.