Worried about Holly and Sara, Jeff hurried to the door, hoping to find Leandra or Diana. As his hand grasped the doorknob, he felt himself slide to th...e floor and into oblivion.When Jeff woke up, he knew he wasn't on the boat anymore. Looking around at the strange surroundings, he could see Sara lying beside him, still asleep. He noticed unusual sculptures and paintings all around the room."We're glad to see you finally wake up," Diana told him, rousing Jeff from his reverie. Jeff stood up,. "Listen, amigo," he said, stressing each syllable of the Spanish word for 'friend, ' "if you have one more 'crack' at her, she'll bolt back to San Francisco and spill everything to the police! You have already behaved stupidly -- you could have waited until she had been seasoned under the Mexican sun. I'll have to do that much more for her now before she is right to exhibit. " The hell you will! Drug or no drug, this little cunt has everything in her to be your fuckin' star performer! You ought. He took one look at her face and wrapped her in his arms. ‘What’s wrong, baby?’ She squirmed. ‘At least put the groceries down before comforting me, something’s poking me.’ He laughed, then put the offending bananas in the bowl. Who knew he needed a banana bowl? He made quick work of putting all the groceries in their place before returning to her. ‘No more stalling. What’s wrong?’ ‘Kyle and Nichole are getting married. She’s pregnant.’ She pulled him closer, loving his strength, hoping he. On the back was scrawled, “Call me.” The next day I did. She was very forthright, telling me that she had heard about me though a friend (Emily if I had guessed) and she wanted to avail herself of my services. She told me to meet here at the local steak house tomorrow at 11:30 am for a quick lunch. I did. We chatted for a short while having eaten light salads as we talked. Then without any further ado Mickie gets up, puts a $100 bill on the table and tells me to come with her. We promptly.