A little sunlight shined on my face and when I opened my eyes I discovered I was being watched. It was Cynthia sitting on a stool wearing only a pajam... top. She sat there with her legs crossed with a sketch pad and pencil. It turned out she was drawing me the whole time. . ?Please, mister. Y-you aren’t going to kill us, are you?? I begged him pitifully. We... we haven’t done anything wrong... -sob!- I don’t want to die!? Roy took a long pull from his cigar, and blew the smoke right into my face. ?Stupid fucktoy!? I cringed at the foul language, even as I coughed on the gagging smoke. ?How can I make money on the internet if you’re dead?? He lifts the camera up until it's focused on my face as I sob and squirm. ?Humiliating a stuck up snot-nosed whore. now. You can tell Miguelito to send up an old ugly woman if he really needs a cook for you boys. She can sleep out there in the corral too, and cook out there. I won't be having people looking at me and gaping at my naked form. You better quit looking where you're looking too. Didn't your mama ever teach you not to stare at people?"He got all flustered when I said that, and he quickly turned around and left. Five minutes later Juana came walking through my door, all angry and just spoiling for a. It gave me a nice boost to my checking account and my down payment fund.During this same time I was working with Mary Ellen and her son's friend Joseph. Joseph was fifteen and because I treated him as an adult, he fell madly in love with me. It was cute and it was good for my ego, but I never touched him. I remembered being fifteen and I wasn't getting into those memories again.I had a pawn shop in Dobson, which I visited religiously. They had gold coins. I saw the certificate of authenticity.