As the last bag flew into the dumpster it tore open so, when it hit the pile of bags at the bottom, everything in it splattered out. In particular, a ...large amount of salsa flew up into the air, arcing gracefully up over the lip of the dumpster and back at me. Luckily, I had turned away as soon as I had tossed the last bag, so it was only a side silhouette I made in the salsa debris field.For a minute I just stood there in disbelief, with salsa dripping off my uniform and out of my hair. All I. At last, the walkway was connected, and the passengers began to spill out of the plane. With each departing body, Helen relaxed a little more. It wasn’t that she disliked flying, exactly, she was on a plane at least one week of every month, for one reason or another. She just had not wanted to take this particular flight. It was not so much the area itself, but that Helen had once decided to leave for good. Returning however briefly felt like failure of some sort, and failure had never sat well. Where hadthose feelings come from? I had never experienced anything like thatbefore.Maria determined that my first task should be cleaning my room beforetaking a shower, which I was badly in need of. She instructed met tostrip the sheets (sabanas) from the bed (la cama) and then set me todusting the furniture and mopping the floor that had become quite dingyin my convalescence. While I was certainly not accustomed to performinghousehold chores in my previous life, I was not someone afraid of. Her top was a mid-drift and showed off her tan belly. In other words, she looked nice, yet pretty hot. Her shoulder length blond hair was tied into a ponytail.It was already climbing in temp. The day was going to be in the mid 90’s, so it had to be in the upper 80’s already. I commented how great she looked when she got into my car. She leaned over and gave me a quick kiss and said thanks.I told her that I had the boat ready to go, and loaded with soda and snacks, and that the lake was like.