What I didn't see was the hole.The more I looked, the more confused I became until I realized that I really couldn't see around the mountain, or to th... other side of the ravine next to the mountain. The curvature of the mountain hid some of the rock wall.The ledge going around the rock didn't look very wide, and a lot of the wall leaned out, giving anyone on the ledge the feeling that he would fall off. Knowing I could easily fall, I looked for a way to secure a rope and toss it over the side. It was almost dark, now, and we had to move as soon as the light failed, before drunk gunrunners decided to use the waterfall for a shower. I slid the tube back inside and stood to have a whispered conversation with Gunny as the light waned outside the curtain of water. Suddenly, there was a splash and laughter outside our cave. Everyone instantly flattened against the walls of the tunnel, out of sight. I moved to a spot where a bush grew beside the opening and slowly poked my spy-tube through. Even the pubic hair that remained was lighter in shade andappeared softer and trimmed into an even vee.Maybe it's just hiding, I tried to convince myself, but I knew bettereven before I dropped a slender hand into the thatch, finding only anunpretentious slit. My hand jerked back in panic, as if I had expectedit to be trapped between the delicate folds of skin I had encountered.Instead of a protrusion that should be there, there was an entrance tomy body - an entrance that led to... what? Were. I stepped inside the swing, head-butted his chin and kneed him in the balls. As he bent over, my elbow struck the side of his head with a forceful blow.When I walked away, my assailants were writhing on the sidewalk. The young woman was nowhere in sight. Others had witnessed the altercation, though. Tourists, mostly. Even at the odd hour during a weekday, tourists like me strolled the plaza, moving in and out of shops, experiencing the flavor of Old Town Albuquerque. I'd experienced all the.