My principle is willing to pay your wives a minimum of $50,000 each to do what he has in mind for them, this weekend.”In total shock Dale blurted ou..., “My god, man, $50,000 each. Jesus, what in the hell do they have to do to get to earn that kind of money?”“Well, to best answer your question about the services they would be performing, let me first tell you something about the background of my principal, a man who is reputed to be the richest person in Mexico. Whether he is, or not, let me. "Feel better?" he asked."Yes. What is the address of the place? You know I can never find it on my own."Alex wrote the address down on a piece of paper and slipped into the bathroom while she made her call. He was just finishing when she came in."No dice, she wants me there," she said dejectedly and somewhat tearfully."Well, jump in the shower and be quick. I can have us to the hotel in about 20 minutes and you can tell her you were not going to walk out on your breakfast. I will be right. We got to the marina, and George got us past the cop at the entrance. I pulled into the lot behind the office, and we saw an ambulance still there, and Mitch was standing near it, talking to Gary, and to a man sitting on a gurney next to it. I looked down toward the water, and saw the Bomb Squad vehicle, and there were all sorts of spotlights and flashing lights. It looked like mass confusion.Then I saw a man in body armor, one of the bomb squad, come running up to Mitch, and stop to say. "What did your father mean about boys, back there?" I asked.She smiled at me, looking as pretty as most young women do at that age. "Oh, I had a lot a'boy friends, lots a'swains mooning about." You did?" I asked raising an eyebrow. "You're kind of young." Uh huh, an' paw always thought we was doin' wrong out there." Were you?" I asked."Sometimes," she said, "one or two of the older boys showed me how to do it up in the loft and out behind a hayrick. It was fun, mostly." Wasn't there one you'd.