"I'll do that bastard of Manny next" you say.
"Here." he give you a small device with a single red button."Remember only tell him the truth. And he will
fall like house of cards."
You enter alone to the room they hold Manny.
"Bastardos! Let me out..." yelled Manny until he see you. "You what the fuck, man? What's this shit?"
"My, what a potty mouth, I thought you were raised better." you pressed the button. "Then again is not like
you could be raised properly."
"What do you mean?" responded Manny still defiant.
"You are just a wetback illegal aren't you?"
"No, I was born here, I'm..."
"Aren't you a latino?"
"Yes, but..."
It was harder than he thought to make an impromptu speech. "And your parents are also legal?"
"..."
You hit the right spot. "Why did they came here?"
"For a better future, for me."
"How?"
"They were going to make money."
"Yes. You came for money. You also want money right?"
"Yes..."
"You speak spanish, isn't that right?"
"Yes."
"Do you like girls?"
"Of course."
"Of course the old latin lover pride. You have a girlfriend, right?"
"Yes"
"Why?"
"Why... Well?"
"You want to fuck her?"
"Well yes."
"Why? Do you want her to bore you children. "
"Kids? No... I don't."
"But isn't that the way of your people to have many children?"
"Perhaps some do."
"Do you plan on getting kids?"
"Someday."
"Then you better save money right away, right?"
"Yes."
"Then you also earn some money right away, right?"
"But school..."
"Your people has survived ages without it most of it is illiterate right? Beside is just another expense
right?"
"Right..."
"You need a job. You want a job. But what? You are basically a drop out latino, but you could be a farm hand
right?"
"A farm..."
"Think about it, your people is famous for being hard workers, and is not like is something you couldn't do.
Take off your shirt, your people is used to wander around shirtless, descamisados and all that jazz right?"
"But..."
"Are you ashamed of your body?, your skin?"
"No"
"Then, you'll have no problem, right show me."
"No, no problem." Manny said taking his shirt off revealing his toned tanned body, his nipples brown, with
just small patch of chest hair right in the middle and a happy trail, he also showed you his coarse armpit
hair.
"Isn't this better?, you can show off all you want, is fresher, isn't it?"
"Yes."
"It's just like you were meant to never put a shirt. Your ancestors certainly didn't, right? Running around in
just a loincloth and bare feet."
"Yeah..."
"Now that I think about it, you should too lose the shoes and socks if you wear. You are rekindling with your
origins, and do everything to do it, right?"
"Yes..." Said Manny as he took off his shoes and socks wearing only cargo shorts.
"Look at you a complete specimen of your kind, look at those muscles, those were the muscles of someone who
was meant to hard labor, aren't they? Don't you think that those muscles are perfect for such a job?"
"Yes, they are..."
"Wouldn't it be a waste not to use them for that very task?"
"Yes, it would..."
"And if those are yours doesn't it means that you are destined to that same menial work?"
"Yes it is."
"Look at you, this is who you are. You have no business wearing shoes, no need for tender soles when you spend
hours on the field, just another waste. No need for shirt, your skin would otherwise be deprived of the sun
which gave him color and the sweat will just ruin it. Doesn't it."
"Yes..."
"You said you spoke spanish. Would you feel more comfortable speaking it? I think they spoke to you like that,
don't they?"
"Si..."
"Wouldn't you feel better if you only spoke spanish?"
"Si, asi es."
"Would you like work for me?, I could pay you"
"Si, me gustaria."
"Minimum of course, wouldn't want authorities to take you back to your poor town."
"Pero soy legal"
"Really? You said it. Manny is legal, you are Manuel, the shirtless barefoot labour worker, I don't thinks so.
You know they won't even check, just sent you back."
"No, no por favor!"
"Perhaps you should pay me to keep my mouth shut."
"Lo que sea!"
"Would you fuck? Would you be sucked? Would you suck? Would you be fucked?"
"Si..."
"You are just, how do you call them, a Puta, dress like one then."
"Como?"
"Take them off!"Manuel took of his last remaining piece of clothing, he was going commando, his 6 inch long
penis sprung into view. "Show it off!" He said laying in the ground spreading his ass checks. "He, you really
are a puta, my puta, right?"
"Si... Por favor..."
"Say it."
"Soy su puta…" you stare blankly at him, untl he add. "…Senor."
"Good."
Satisfied you left him there and meet again your partner.
"I admit I was worrying you were fucking it up at first, but it was a good recover. You still need to polish
your skills, but as they said no better teacher than practice."
"Who's next?"