Three other members of the CID-SI jumped into three separate Jeep Cherokees and sped down N. New Braunfels Ave., toward the busy gate to quickly make ...he round trip to get to the outside gate and hopefully keep the prisoner from getting off base. It wasn’t a very good plan, but the CID-SI were generally men of action and waiting for others to stop their prisoner was not going to happen.Here was the second instance of something going right, for a change, in the investigation. One of the guards. Lisa and Josh looked at each other. “You know, Mom. I could get used to this.”“Don’t get too used to it. When we get back home, I’m not going to show up at your door for your ‘laundry please’.” Lisa nailed the girl’s accent on ‘laundry please’. They both laughed as they made their way downstairs.They were met by Steven at the stairs. “I see you both slept okay – eventually.” With that he winked at Josh, who assumed he was referencing the girl from last night. He had no clue they were being. ”No one was at the desk when we went into the tiny motel office. I rang the bell and a tall, skinny man with thick horn-rimmed glasses came out of a back room to sign us in. He looked at both of us without a smile of greeting, took out a form from under the counter and stuttered, “Hhhhh how long?”“Just the night,” I said, surprised that he stuttered and wondered if he was the owner or the owner's son.“T-t-t-t that will b-b-be seventy f-f- five-dollars.” He straightened his glasses and stared at. And in the 2nd half, I shifted to a nearby pg in Vashi of Navi Mumbai.This women who were the daughter of the owner of the pg was a working lady, she measured 34-28-36( I know, that’s a great ass). When I met her for the 1st time I could only look at her cleavage as she was wearing a night suit and standing behind the opened door. It was the time I collected the keys to my room, I had to give my id proof, she greeted me in.After she took the copy of my id she returned back to her room. As soon.