I nodded my head glumly and returned the conversation to events in San Elizario.Thursday morning found me back in San Elizario, visiting first with Ju...ge Howard and then with Louis Cardis. Another night in jail had changed Howard’s attitude considerably, because for much of the night, a very vocal group of Mexicans stood outside the jail, demanding that he be hung. Howard reluctantly agreed to Cardis’ terms, and told me who to see about his bail. It didn’t surprise me that William (Riverboat. I said "OF COURSE" and she laughed. She then told me that she got it because she has an oral fixation and always has to have something in her mouth to suck on and gave me a look. I laughed and said "Well where's the restroom, I've got my camera!" and playfully laughed. She looked at me, downed her shot of tequila, grabbed my hand and led me to the restroom.Leslie didn't waste anytime getting me out of my pants and into her mouth. I found her multicolored hair style to be pretty fucking hot and. There were streams of white all over her hair and across her face (a huge blob the size of a quarter splattered onto her forehead and was clinging there nicely…) as well as her neck and her shoulders. There was also a long strand that started from the top of her head that ran all the way down her face, nose, lips and chin, finally ending on to her left breast, pooling in her cleavage. “Let me get a picture of that!” Chris said as he reached for his iPhone.“No Chris… don’t take a picture,. Is Ben up?" Yeah, he's up." Linda showered and put on her robe. The events of the previous evening kept running through her mind and each time the distressed woman kept telling herself that it couldn't happen again. At the breakfast table the attractive woman poured a cup of coffee and did her best to avoid eye contact with Ben."Good morning, Mom," he said when Ellen left the table to brush her teeth."Good morning," Linda replied barely above a whisper. "Please don't, Ben. Your sister will walk.