It is hot and humid at the Aduana hut 100 yards from the border crossing when two customs police lead the raven haired girl before the Commandante. She stood before his desk; tall and straight; her eyes flashed defiance; her breasts thrust forward against her white blouse.

" La senorita was hiding this in a basket of banannas Commansante." The swarthy police officer laid a small .25 calibre automatic pistol on the desk.

"It is not mine ! I have never seen such a weapon before...." sh protested angilly.

The Commandante smiled. " An inappropriate toy for such a preety young lady to carry. Perhaps we will find other surprises when we search you......". He leered at her as he winked at the two men knowingly. " It is a slow day so you will then have ample opportunity to tell us all about it."

"TAKE HER TO THE BUNKER. I'll join you shortly." the Commandante instructed the two men.