He lifted his, wide-brimmed hat from his head and wiped the back of his hand across his sweaty brow. His face was streaked with grime. His blue shirt ...nd tan buckskin pants were covered in a thin coating of alkali from days of trekking up the Jornada del Muerto, a waterless waste of blistering sand and sagebrush. He wore a holstered pair of Colt .44-40s with the ivory butts pointed forward on two criss-crossed cartridge belts. Hanging from his pommel by a shoulder strap was a leather case.. "How did I get to bed?" It was part of my duties, Mistress." It's alright, Jilly, you don't have to call me Mistress in thebedroom." I'm sorry Mistress, but Jilly, the maid, has no choice." What if I told you that I was actually feeling like a little lovingthis morning?" I'm sorry, Mistress." He sighed and lifted his skirt and pulled downhis rumba panties to show her the latex chastity. "I am unable toassist you Mistress."Judy looked in horror, then tried to pull down the latex, only to findit. "We are going hot, if Morris has the pictures," I said to Alex. Then I shouted, "Morris are you getting this?" Yes Ma'am, I am. They are all armed to the teeth," he replied."Stay on them, things are going to start popping soon," I informed him. Then I turned back to Alex. Do you want to do this?" I asked."You bet your ass I do." He climbed on the boxes and I took his glasses."Now Alex wait until one of them points an RPG at the ship, or something like that. Don't just start killing. Back in the alley way stood Jerome in the shadows, I thought about running, but Jerome know where I lived. I glanced around me quickly than went in to the alley way. Jerome was standing there looking very anxious and nervous, as soon as I was near to him he grabbed me by the arm and pulled me under the over hang of the building. Knocking my books from my hands, Jerome snatched my belt loose and pulled my pants down. I tried to stop him, he only slapped away my efforts and spun me around and.