You committed a lot more crimes than the littering I caught you for." With that, he pulled out his handcuffs, turned me around and cuffed my wrists be...hind my back.Just then Ken burst back through the door. “Jesus, Terri! There’s jizz all over the car. Did you let this gal here fuck a couple of students in our car? There’s too much in the car for it to be only one guy. Melanie here must be one nympho. I guess you didn’t know she did that. I mean, you wouldn’t let a young kid see you naked. Or…. What, you dont have it for your iPhone? Too much data money. What, no high-speed wifi? My computers just slow. Its not the wifi. I yawn, and crash onto the aero bed next to her mattress. She starts watching the Godfather on the TV, and I start fading over a couple of minutes. I wake up to Matts backpack slammed onto my chest. Ugghdude. What the fuck&hellip, I was sleeping. Oh shit Matt! You good? He had a knee brace thing on and was sorta hobbling over. We hug. Worst trip up. My iPod saved me.. What they don't know is I hired the Ryan Dexter to keep them safe."Ryan smiles. Babysitting an eighteenth birthday party wasn't his usual line of work, but then it should be an easy job. And a million split four ways was their ticket out of Colombia. Ryan looked back at the retired judge leading in the recent polls for President of Colombia. "This is all approved by the money men, right? Wouldn't want you to get caught in a scandal that derails your campaign."The older man smiles, "Yes, I come. "Honey?"He tried to focus, everything felt just like it looked, Fuzzy! It reminded him of a water color landscape after someone had dumped an additional bucket of h2o on it. Muted shapes were all around! It seemed at first like he were drifting impossibly up a long ladder. Till something argued to him somehow that he was in fact on his back looking up at a series of ceilings lights as they surged past his view.He'd just begun to make some cognitive headway when noting he was entering a large.