Sauda and Felise were sitting in a bar in Placencia, Belize, Central America. It had been particularly hot that day, which was par for the course. The rainy season was still upon them, luckily, however, that didn't help with the humidity.

Felise reached into Sauda's bra to grab more cash. Sauda slapped her away.

"It's too hot for that. What do you need it for anyway? Drink your very berry mixer."

"It's all gone, Sauda. Besides, it isn't the rum I want."

"Goddess," ...