” Looking over the prisoner’s easily accessible sex, she asked, “Did you fuck her?”“Naw” I replied, pointing out, “She’s gay.”“Sin...e when does that have anything to do with it?” Fitz asked, “You’re a male.”“Well, uh...” I stammered, “Wouldn’t that be like rape or something?”She shook her head in disbelief, “You got a pussy staring at ya all night long and you didn’t feel the need to tap that?”“She doesn’t like dick.” I replied with a shrug, “Besides, I was told to make sure she had a miserable. Diane had invited me to come up to stay overnight on her parents' boat. We had been friends in high school, really more a friend of a friend (namely my girlfriend Shelley’s friend). My mind wandered to thoughts I didn't know if I dared entertain. I knew the rumors from high school about her promiscuity but had always ignored them. I suspected she had ulterior motives but things had always stayed pretty non-physical in the past. Many nights she had come to the hotel where I worked the overnight. Have them meet me in the plaza. Make it clear this is an order not a request. If they give you any gruff, arrest them for impeding a federal investigation, and bring them to the plaza at gun point.”That got them moving. Ed put on his hat and grabbed his shotgun as he went out the door. Esteban opened a drawer in his desk and pulled out a stack of paper almost twelve inches thick, before grabbing his hat and following me out the door.We stopped just outside the door to watch as the four wagons. I explained how sex with younger men was the main topic of our conversation and told them about Joan’s failed attempt to pick up a guy at the bar.None of the girls have ever met Brian or Robby. I thought it would be fun to provide the girls with a sure thing and see what happened.We were sitting at our usual table when Robby and Brian walked in and sat at the bar. I waited for the boys to order a beer and settle in before I pointed to the bar and said, “Hey Joan, They look like a couple of good.