"I'm sorry," she began, "That door has a tendency to accidentally latch. We are going to get it fixed one of these days when we have the money. It's b...een such a trial here ever since the assassination and all."The minister gently nudged his wife out of the way and introduced himself."George B. Shaw at your service. I understand that there is a wedding to perform. I see we have a bride and Maid of Honor here. Is there a best man or groomsman, or are we waiting for the groom?"I happily admitted. ‘Ah, I think Smeralda said he’s in Ventimiglia?’ she as she tried to remember. ‘Really. That’s where my family is from!’ he said excitedly. ‘We would all go to Capo Mortola every summer.’ ‘What’s in Capo Mortola?’ Rachel asked innocently. ‘Why it has one of the few nudist beachs in Italy.’ he said neutrally. ‘Really? Just out of curiosity, Sergio. I noticed on your record you have a charge of indecency. I was wondering about that….’ she trailed off, obviously picturing him on a public beach. It was something to show their friends back in Dallas. Capt’s hair hadn’t insulted a scissors since he’d walked out of the airport terminal for the last time. Five years of unleashed energy grew and grew until the white brilliance hung close to his waist. Squatting down and smoothing the folded paper with both hands, Capt looked around and motioned toward a young fisherman counting crumpled pesos, ‘Par favor Senor, come over and tell me what you know about the route north.’ The fisherman. . Carmen, can you hear me?"Carmen remained motionless."If you can hear me... ah... nod yes."Carmen nodded."Undress for me, Carmen."Ken held his breath waiting for a response, perhaps a slap to his face or a Donald Trump-like, "you're fired." His heart was pounding so furiously that he feared it would jump from his chest.Instead Carmen's hands went directly to the buttons on her blouse. One after another the buttons gave way and her shirt opened to reveal large breasts encased in an ornate.