This was not how I planned to spend our vacation in the islands, sitting here handcuffed to a chair just inches from my wife in our hotel room as she is being rammed over and over from behind. This guy must be the head of the police department in this town judging by his clothes by the bed. It was just yesterday we were sitting in a jail cell surrounded by huge police officers with one of the guys holding a bag of what I guess were drugs, he kept saying we should make ourselves comfortable, we were going to be here for a while, as all the men kept staring at my handcuffed wife wearing only the bikini she had on when we were arrested outside our hotel door on our way out to the beach for the first time.
I could see the scared look in my wife's eyes as she tried to just look down at the ground. I knew this was a setup but had no idea what to do to get out of it, after a while some of the guards came into the cell and picked up my wife and said the chief wanted to ask a few questions. I started to stand up telling them where she goes I go, but I was quickly slammed back down on the bench and I could hear my wife pleading with them not to take her. I could see their hands grab her asscheeks and even almost pull down her bikini top grabbing her breasts so rough as the dragged her down the dim hallway. The cell door slammed shut as I find myself all alone now. It must have been hours that past because I could see out the small window it was pitch black outside.
I was lying down on the bench when i heard footsteps coming down the hallway, I looked up and saw my wife hardly able to walk as two officers held her up on each side, her face was so red and her hair looked so sweaty it looked like she had just got out of the shower. The closer they got I could see my wife's eye makeup smeared all the way down her cheeks, her bikini looked so loose on her body that her top almost came undone when one of the officers let go of her to unlock the cell door, her body leaned onto the other officer as I could see the smile on the officers faces, their sweaty foreheads confirmed my worst fears had happened. One of the guys told me we were to be released with an agreement that had been worked out. We were to go to our hotel room and my wife would tell me what to do next as I felt the handcuffs finally unlocked to free my hands. I quickly go over to my wife and make our way down the hallway, the heat coming off of her body was so intense as she was mumbling something I could not make out as I concentrated on getting back to our hotel. I saw all the smiling faces of each officer and guards as we passed through the building. I flagged down the next passing cab once outside and saw the look the driver gave us as we got in. He did not look surprised and I knew my wife was not the first one to experience this.