He holds you so close to himself as you finally get your legs to cooperate. Finally down the stairs you want to get changed because he has gotten you... dress wet, but decide not to because you don’t want to fall and get embarrassed again. You all sit in the kitchen as he tells you what you already knew, you need new water hoses for the washer. Its lunch time so you and your roommate decide to treat him to lunch in exchange for fixing the washer. He knows what kind of ‘payment’ he wants for. He carried my bag down to a waiting limousine. When I was seated in the back I was driven to the airport private plane terminal. No going through airport security for me. I walked up the stairs of a private jet. I was the only passenger on board so the stewardess showered me with attention. After a 2 hour flight we landed in Juarez. The custom official waved me through and I was picked up by another Limo driver. During the hour ride to meet Mary I drank some of the champagne provided for. “What the fuck are you wearing?” she asked looking down at my old boxers that seriously made no attempt to hide anything with no button at the front and a couple of tears up the sides. She actually giggled and then said, “Nice, I like them baby, easy access” she said smiling as she stood in front of me and seductively unbuttoned her dress and I watched every move. Mmm she did have a great body.She slipped her dress off and stood there in her little white thong and put it in the washer, I. Each day Rose would leave a few things that needed done around the place, the man though he couldn't remember, seemed to have a knack for eventually getting them done, though not always the exact way she wanted them but more than close enough. Twelve days later he was no closer to discovering who he was when, while at the market, his wife saw him walking down a far aisle. She waited till he was outside and she was sure before she caught up to him and laid into him with a tirade of ugliness that.