What caballero can resist the charms of Misty, with those eyes blazing like rebel guerilla campfires and those lashes dropping down over them like sudden night? Misty confided that she's a sucker for Mexicans who wear velvet trousers with silver dollars sewed along the seams. She met a young scrub out of the west named Gomez. He was wearing such a pair of pants and Misty was immediately drawn to him. And, as you might suspect, they had sex. But when Gomez went to put his pants on, he discovered the silver dollars missing. Misty, batting those eyes of hers, swore she knew nothing about such nefarious schemes. Gomez, in a rage, knew otherwise but feared to make a stink because of the border patrol so he left. Misty invested the money wisely.