I entered the bedroom area of our room and shrieked to see Mark laying on the bed. “What are you doing here, you weren’t supposed to be back for ...nother hour?”, I stammered. Mark explained that the snorkeling trip had to be cut short as the ocean became too rough for their small craft. He had searched around the resort looking for me, but returned to the room over two hours ago to wait for me. My head was swimming, if he had been here the whole time, he must have heard the sexual antics from. "I don't have a car." LAST CALL FOR KINGMAN AND LOS ANGELES," blared in the background and Bill knew the girl was at the bus station.He was silent for a moment then heaved a sigh and said, "OK, I will pick you up and we can talk about the job. Wait out front. I will be in a white Ford super duty crew cab pickup. It will take me about 30 minutes to get there. How will I know you? What are you wearing?" Ah, I have a brown coat on. It is kind of long, down past my knees," the caller said."OK,. .." Whores," she supplied."Er ... ladies of the night, A few of them do walk on certain streets, but only the lowest grade ones. All the women are effectively owned by men, usually the father, or husband, or the master of the harem they are in." We'll see about that. Set me up a meeting with the Prime Minister, or whatever his title is, immediately after I present my credentials to the head man."'Oh my God, she hasn't been briefed properly, ' he thought.Indeed she had not been briefed at all,. I was feelinga bit strange. I had a dull ache to remind me the boys were swimming withthe fishes. Dr. Cyn told me to expect some craziness for a few days withthe hormones. I got Emily out of her car seat and we all walked back in.It was about dinner time and I thought I had better get started. I satEmily down in her highchair with a sippy cup and cereal on her tray. Nosooner than I turned around to start dinner, the doorbell rang. Thecoffee club wives, with husbands in tow carrying food and.