"You know how I know?" Her eyes moved down to my crotch. "That growing bulge in your pants, and you haven't left the room yet." I fidgeted when she sa...d that, and not because of my arousal. She was right. Why hadn't I left the room? That would have ended things right there. I looked over at Jeannie and Kat, who were looking at me to see what was going to happen next. "Perhaps," I said, essentially admitting she was right. "Too bad we don't live in that world." "We can, for one night," she said,. Over the next few weeks, she went occasionally, keeping to herself as she completed her workouts. She organized some personal training sessions which she enjoyed however, she couldn't continue because her funds ran out.After seeing her doctor and getting her medical test results she discovered that she had diabetes. This was the wake-up call she needed, but she couldn't create a routine because she had too many commitments. So, she went to the gym, going when she felt like it, but never. Way I heard it they’ll sell it on the cheap, cause it costs them next to nothing to grow and process.’ ‘You know best, boss,’ Sammy said as he slowed to read a road sign. ‘Hey, there it is. Says 30 kilometers. How many miles is that?’ ‘Damned if I know. Maybe a little more than 30 miles.’ ***** Cesar Larios, the leader of the cartel, was standing in the doorway waiting to greet them personally. Up to this point they had ‘talked’ through intermediaries. They did have one thing in common. Larios. ”Truth be told, that’s how I saw myself. I was the skinny, drown rat in the second-hand clothes, with no new places left to darn. I’m of a certainty that I always smelled of fish, no matter how much I scrubbed. I was the little kid who could squeeze into the impossibly small spaces to get this or that thing the men couldn’t get their big mitts on.Now a good bit of fishing be going to where the Captain be thinkin’ the fish be hidin’. When we was a steamin’ here, there, an yon, my da and I be a.