There was a metal trough filled to the rim with water, there were hoses, there were buckets filled with ice cubes and... there was a really mean looki...g older Woman. According to the look on her face and demeanor it was clear to me I didn’t had to expect much empathy from her.So there I was, totally naked in the open, while I didn't even know where I was. It looked like some kind of old farm or small factory, but I didn't know in which village of even country I was. The ground was very muddy. “Paulette, I’ve got to call the club. I di4w’t geta chance yet.”“Sure,” she said, unconcerned.He dialed the club number. Buck Pappas came on like a demon. Nathan had to shake his ear and hod the receiver out six inches. Pappas was talking Greek, English, and a little Egyptian as well. It culminated with: “Where in the hail are you?”“Buck, I’m sorry, but I can’t make it. Something important.”The receiver smoked. Buck started. Wo mere pass hi aa kar late gayi phir baatein karte karte kab neend aa gayi pata hi nahi chala kareeb 3 baje meri aankha khuli to maine dekha jyoti mere pass hi bekhabar so rahi thi maine pehli baar uski chuchiyon ko dekha kya mast thi uski saas ke saath upar neechey ho rahi thi mere maan kiya ki usko jhu kar dekhu lekin himmat nahi hu lekin mere dil beqabu bhi ho raha tha phir maine ek trick use ki mai dubara late gaya aur apna ek haath uski chuchi par rakh kar soney ka natak karne laga thodi. Molly haggled a very good price out of the man for making me a sign to post out on the wall outside the saloon. It would read “Tyler R. McGuinn, Attorney at Law” in both English and Spanish. I resisted the urge to add the ubiquitous twentieth century “Se Habla Español” to the sign. The Mexican craftsman promised my sign would be ready in a few days.We carried our loot back to El Toro, and once again, Molly worked her magic. A doily here, a little carving there, and voila, a warm and inviting.