Del Rio is a small border town in Texas. Due to the constant influx of illegal immigrants from the Mexican border, the local security situation is rather complicated.
Upon arrival, Harry was gobsmacked. A large number of scantily-clad Mexican women, perfectly fitting the African American aesthetic, were brazenly standing outside the numerous temporary wooden shacks at the town's entrance, waving at passing vehicles. As long as you had US dollars, you could indulge your secret fetishes here to your heart's content.
Seeing Harry's eager demeanor, Dean chuckled lightly. "Harry, after we're done, you can roll in the sheets with ten chicks if you like, no problem. Don't forget, you're loaded now."
