Is she from Northern Mexico? No, pretty girl, I don't have diesel. How much did you need? Perhaps you could buy some from one of the tuna boats return...ng from Acajutla. Frowning, she replied, "Tenía pensado quedarme aquí, pero mi yate necesita los seis mil litros." Six thousand liters would only half fill the saddle tanks, but Lenore did not want to lose ten hours to a refuel run the ninety-five or so nautical miles to Acajutla."Seis mil litros. Está jugando mi niña bonita? Con un poco más que. “Sorry baby, no clothes for women beyond this point” he said.“What, you have got to be k**ding me! Look I just want to go in there so I can grab my sister and leave” she said getting angrier and angrier.“Is your sister Emma? Oh ok I got a special basket for you.” he said as he reached back and gave her a basket.“This is from your sister, the basket is for your clothes and the bracelet in the basket is for you to wear” he stated. “Look you are not getting in unless you take it off”Leah was. The man then said, " I'd offer to buy you girls a drink but me and my friends are just about to leave. We are going back to my place to carry on drinking now that Happy Hour is over. You girls are welcome to come with us. I have plenty of drink at home and the six of us could party." " What do you think Nat?" "Sounds like a great idea to me, It is my 18th birthday today and we are out celebrating. Partying with you guys would make my birthday for me. Do we need to bring anything with us?" One. "Stop," I gasped, begged, barely able to breath. "Please--I can't...."I stared up at her as she walked around my prone form, her soft stepssilent across the hard wooden floor. She kicked my side, nearly hardenough to fracture a rib. "Get up," she said. Her face was anexpressionless mask."I can't!" I insisted, breathless, defeated.She crouched by my head. "Get up." She slapped me, and then punched mein the shoulder. "Get up."My eyes burned with sweat but not with tears, even though the sense.