"'Tu no Dominicana, eh? Tu got Dominicana in ju." she asked looking up at me in her little hunched way. "No, I'm black..." I started."Ahhh...moreno, y...u look Dominican, muy guapo."I shrugged, Maribel smiled wrapping her arm around me possessively. She gave Maribel a knowing smile. She looked at me again smiling wider, revealing her missing teeth. "Ah, Mari...'dis you man, eh?" "Si, mami..." Mari went on talking about God knows what in an animated fashion complete with hand gestures to me. Then. “Mmm! That’s delicious, Mrs Hamilton.”My host smiled happily. “My granny’s own recipe”In between sips of tea and mouthfuls of shortbread, I enquired about the “1655” above the door. “Is the building really that old?”“Yes dear! The original walls go back that far. Of course, it has been altered and added to over the years, but yes, the building does date back to 1655.”We chatted for a while before Mrs Hamilton went to attend to the many chores associated with keeping a guest house. “Dinner is at. Getting the other women to support her had seemed obvious and simple, but had, in fact, proved difficult. Uniting them had been almost impossible and would have been without the help of the oldest, without Leeane beside her. Once Leeane’s body had worn out, she had been left to die with the other old ones in a small damp cavern at the edge of the great city of caverns. The women, Reine had discovered, were only treated well while they were fertile. Afterwards they survived on the edge, not. He points down the hallway to the left saying something to Henry.Henry turns to me and tells me to go down the hall to a certain room where I will find something to wear. I head down the hall as instructed and enter the room. As I turn on the light I can see that it’s pretty empty except for a box on a small bench and four full length mirrors, on on each wall. I make my way to the box and open it revealing a slick pink latex outfit. I pull it out and look at it up and down. Removing my clothes.