” She gestured towards the doors.Having seen she was tough, tougher than she appeared to be at the moment, I asked instead “Russian mob?”“Yes....”“Cocaine?”“Other things too. Legit. Real estate. Travel. Special ... uhm...”“Excursions.”“Yes.”“The girls?”“They do trade too. Keep them busy. Out of trouble.”“Do you know Dulcinea?”“Bitch.”“But Joy...”“Rodrigo wanted her. To recruit her. She say no. But he still like her.”“She’s great, but you’re better,” I said.She shrugged. “My cunt what you say old. "I know, I know. It was lame and stupid. But it worked.She started to sound like an eight cylinder motor running on maybe five cylinders, and the sobs got interrupted by snorts. She shook like it was thirty below zero and there were some honking noises mixed in there too. Her face came up and her eyes were all shiny. There was snot running out of her nose from one of those snorts. It dripped onto her lip as I watched and she felt it. A look of horror came over her face and she wiped at her nose. She too loved to connect to me in most of the ways. I held her hands apart while closing her mouth completely. i could hear her deep breaths. gradually i got my hand onto her abdomen and up her breasts. she loved it as i pressed her left boob a little and started massaging her. we agreed the protocol through eye contact and i lifted up and took off my T and removed my pants. she too pushed herself back and lifted her T. it wasn’t much space so i helped her. at first she had the usual shyness. ’ Professor Baines ran his hands through his graying hair, thought for a long time, and finally said, ‘I suppose there is nothing that I can do to convince you to cancel or at least delay your trip. Since you are bound and determined to go, let me fill you in with the latest that we know about Spika Five and about how your reports should be filed.’ Several hours later the middle aged professor sat down for coffee with his students. At Doctor Baines’s insistence, Mark Samuels had called Amy.