Two police officers sat at tables reading, a sergeant and a female officer, “Dos Americanoes,” the first policeman explained as they walked in, “No papers,”
“Prostitutes?” the older policeman asked as he turned showing his sergeant’s stripes. it looks like a Shipwrights or Chandlers or something down there.”
They had barely gone fifty yards before a policeman stopped them, “Papers por favor?” he asked, “Americanos?”
“We are from the “Empress,” Jo pointed, “The boat.”
“This is Cuban territory,” the policeman said, “Americanos need permit, you have permit?”
“Back on the boat,” Jo lied. XXNX “A very short style,” the policewoman suggested, as she polished Lynnie’s bald scalp. “That must feel much cooler and lighter,” the policewoman exclaimed as she carved a second wide swathe of Lynnie’s gorgeous blonde hair away to leave a second bald strip, a third and a fourth strip appeared and the hair cascaded to the floor, and
