He worked amidst a collection of stacked hay bales and crammed racking. The warm yellow light of the tired strip-lights cast tight shadows over the or...anised chaos. This was his workshop - his masculine domain.Repairing the trailer he needed for his new business venture; it had been laid up outside for years. Structurally sound but rusted in places; it was also filthy dirty. The important thing was it had cost him nothing; it was free to a good home.The day before, he had spoken to Cally via. "Girls, please sit down," Nancy ordered as she too took a seat. Then she turned once more to Harry. "Well, Harry, now you can tell us all about your son." Harry was still shaken, but understood that his previously meek and mild mannered wife was now taking complete command. "Well," he began tentatively as he attempted to collect his thoughts. "I always had a voracious appetite for women. I had dozens of girlfriends before I met and fell in love with you," he stated indicating Nancy. "But. Obviously a virgin.They are so engrossed in their conversation the girls don't realize they walk in the midst of predators. I could easily grab them both, pull them into a dark building or alley and sate my hunger. A simple flash of my steel claw, eight sharp, shining inches, would have them cowering. From there it would only be a matter of manipulation before the dark haired Zebra girl was laid open to me. My head buried in her young firm bosom, my fingers deep inside the folds of her virgin. ..along the way itsuddenly dawned on me that I'd left my purse in my rental car, leaving mewith no money and no way to contact the outside world! When we finallyarrived at Immigration and Customs Enforcement, I was hustled out of thecruiser and into a holding cell full of Chicanos. Most looked likehapless gardeners, day laborers and housekeepers who had run afoul of thelaw somehow, but there were a few evil-looking individuals: drugtraffickers and smugglers? I curled into a little ball in.