That’s when things get dicey!’’ I said.I sent a note to the General asking for the latest satellite photographs of Saudi Arabia and Oman.I calle...d Dick James and discussed the call and then ordered a transcript of the call sent to him and General Ingram.‘‘What’s your thought on sending mine sweepers to the area? There are docks at Mirbat to keep them out of the Strait if you like,’’ I sent as a text.My next was a staff meeting; they needed to decide who was going to the island with me. The. Their mutual anticipation to this evening would not and could not be hurried. This social interaction had its own dynamics and they would take their time. Unlike Patrick, Sean had short blond hair and was distinctly more masculine. He was soft spoken but had a normal voice with no trace of femininity. Sean was also more athletic as he had played high school rugby and had also been on the swimming team. Although the boy was also beautiful, with clear blue eyes, and lovely features, no one. "Excuse me?" I questioned, even though I heard him. "Just another Gringa slut," the Cuban janitor continued, now standing in front of me, his crotch in my face. "Please leave," I ordered, even as I prepared for him to blackmail me. Trying to stay in control and show him I was still in charge, I ordered, "Or I will have you fired." He laughed, "No, you are going to suck my cock like the Mexican whore you are, just like all you fucking Mexicans." Being ridiculed by a Cuban pissed me off, not. ...A lace-trimmed black satin breast-shaper lifted my over-size pink-painted hooters up and out, causing them to sway and jiggle comicallywith every move. Elbow-length black satin gloves adorned my falsearms....Tons of gaudy jewelry came next: Beads laced in my wig; two or threebrightly-jeweled necklaces swooped from my neck down across my breasts;rings went on my fake fingers and bracelets on the ersatz arms until Isparkled and glittered with every tit-jiggling, butt-swishing, foot-mincing.