The one time I was alone with Brian I was very nervous. I woke early and went downstairs to watch the sunrise. I didn’t know that Brian was an early...riser. I walked into the kitchen to see him sitting at the table drinking coffee. I poured a glass of juice and joined him. We made some small talk about the weather then it got weird. He stood and walked behind me, and as he passed me he ran his hand through my hair and kissed the top of my head. The only other man to do that was my father; I was. I said, “There, is that better? Is that what you wanted?” He then began to run his hand up and down my knee slowly and then started to extend that boundary. I couldn’t believe it. I was letting another man rub my stocking covered legs. I was getting so hot at this point that I could barely contain myself. Suddenly he said, “I hope you don’t think I’m some sort of pervert or anything, but there have been times I have gone home to a lonely home and jacked off fantasizing about your legs.” That. The cartel was cutting holes through the fence or launching it over the fence.Cocaine, heroin, fentanyl, LSD and other custom made drugs were hidden in everything; under the seats of cars, in their tires. They were in shipping containers, dropped over the wall with small drones. They were being carried by persons or being trafficked in body orifices.Members of the cartel were traveling at will across the border with no fear of the Mexican police. The cartel was setting up camp in many US. He gave her another lingering kiss and gently pulled the blindfold over her eyes. Telling her to stand there for a moment he stood back to admire. Moving behind her he slipped his hands under her skirt. Caressing her arse and then slipping them around and over her panties before grasping the elastic and pulling firmly down. Leah stepped out of them and started to turn but he put a hand out to stop her. “Not yet” he said. Pulling her shirt out of the waist band of her skirt his fingers.