It was at least as much my fault”. And so as it was early evening, I just had to offer her a drink and we found ourselves in a beachside bar drinki...ng Caipirinhas. She was a lovely colour, her skin a light brown and her hair a rich shade of chestnut. She was very slim, with fine features and slightly slanting eyes of a hazel brown. She was called Sandra, and worked in a bank not far from my own office. She wasn’t a native of Rio, but told me she had come from an inland region, and was lucky to. "Have you thought about shaving you body, Billy? Most of the guys on the squad do."I knew that top swimmers shave their hair for the sake of speed and I'd noticed in the showers that my teammates did too.Even their pubic hair. They were all smooth all over.But I didn't have hardly any hair on me."Do you think I need to, John?" Well it couldn't hurt."As usual I wanted to follow his suggestions and gain his approval, so I agreed.In the shower at home I made tried my best to get off all the hair. May I ask who I’m speaking to?”“My name is Rogers. Brian Rogers of the Pueblo Cattle Management Company. And you are?”“I am Betty Mae O’Dell, the wife of the man twelve of your people attacked and killed.”“It seems that we have a different point of view about that. From what I’ve heard, the O’Dell gang ambushed my men.”“Really? Then why was my husband the only O’Dell killed while you lost eleven men?”“Eleven?”“Yes. My husband killed eleven of your men, the last one with his knife after he’d run. “Oh, yeah. They know me. We party sometimes, and I scare them. I know too much about these dickwads for them to fuck with me. “Besides, I have a rich daddy, too. Nowhere near as rich as these walking dicks’, but mine is a lawyer for the mob. If they lay so much as an unwanted finger on me, Daddy Will Sue. If he wins in court, he’ll take their little trust funds away. If he loses… daddy gets very angry when he loses. Things get damaged,” she smiled maliciously.I shuddered. She laughed. “That’s.