So there I was all dolled up and sexed up in my black lace London teddy anxiously waiting for Jay to return to our room in the Double-Tree Hilton Hotel so that the evenings festivities could commence and the phone rings. It was Lisa Haze and their was a problem. Because there wasn’t a credit card attached to the room dinner could not be added on to the room.
Seriously?! You have got to be kidding. This was definitely one of those screwball type of moments in my life. I should have just asked Lisa to kindly pay the bill on her credit card and we would reimburse her tomorrow. But not stupid me I only had sex on the mind so I wasn’t in my right faculties. Oh no, I got my wallet and started to give Lisa the information and in the middle of all of this Jay finally returns—”NO!!!” I yell at Jay you have to wait outside.
The surprise just would not be the same with me on the phone giving Lisa Haze my credit card info. ” Just give me ten more minutes.” I finally get off the phone with Lisa and I once again wait for Jay to return to the room. And I wait….and I wait……. minutes go by and I pee my head outside the door. Hmnn…..Jay is nowhere in sight. “Jay?” I call out into the empty hallway but there is no response. I go back into the room and sit on the bed……15 minutes later still no Jay.
Ok now I am starting to get worried. I call Jay’s cell and I get no response. Huh?!
I take of the four-inch high heel shoes, put on a pair of jeans and a t-shirt over my black lace London teddy. I head out to the lobby to see if Jay is there—-nothing—– I go to the bar in the hotel–nada—-. Okay maybe he went back to the room and I missed him.
I go back up to the room hoping Jay will be there–zilch….
I felt like I was in the twilight zone–wtf?!!! was going on?
I try calling Jay again on his cell phone and it’s turned off–WHAT!!!!!!
I cal Mahdi and Kabir to see if Jay is possibly with them–again another negative.
Ok, hysterical woman starts to kick in. Jay and I had been told that the promoter allegedly has criminal connections, now my imagination really starts to go wild.
Did someone pick him up? Did he get kidnapped or worse yet get bumped off?!!!
I am in a foreign country–I do not speak the language–dear God what am I supposed to do?
I meet Mahdi and Ernesto Planas in the hotel lobby–nobody knows where Jay is and he has been gone at least one hour with no communicating to anyone.
Once again we start looking for Jay in the hotel. Ernesto asks me, “Are you and Jay ‘together’?” I lie to him and tell him no.
I this point I am so distraught I do not know what to do.
Finally one of us (for the life of me I can not remember who it was) sees Jay sitting in a chair in the lower level lobby.
My response is, “Lo voy a matar, lo voy at matar!!!!” Translation: ” I am going to kill him—I am going to kill him!!!!” Ernesto steps in front of me and abhors me, “Don’t act like a woman–don’t act like a woman.”
I grab Jay by the hand and only say, “Let’s go.”
Ernesto and Mahdi suggest the boys all go to a bar and talk. I merely say to Jay, “Let’s go!”…to be continued……..