He made his way over and removed the headset. “Hey, I was listening to that.” Ricardo threw it to the side and growled, “And now, you are listening to your husband!” He squinted his eyes as he eyed her toying with a curl. “Do you dance like that when your guard is watching?” “I don’t like him, he’s creepy.” “Creepy?” Ricardo looked puzzled. “Que es eso, Juanita?” Juanita laughed and said: “He looks at me like this.” She then made a face like the guard watched her hypnotized. Ricardo could feel his blood beginning to boil, “I don’t like those shorts and that white tee shirt! I forbid you to wear them!” “Don’t even start Ricardo, I’m not like you, I don’t need a maid to dress me. Get out of my room!” She screamed pointing towards the door.
