I smiled and told her that I though I could make her very happy.Vicky looked at me, then told me that she had heard from some of the other girls aroun... the club that I was pretty fun to be with, but that she didn't think I had what it took. I asked her if I did, would she want me to sleep over with her, knowing that I didn't have to be at work the next day until mid-afternoon. She laughed and told me to show her what I had. I said it wasn't fair to show me pics of a guy who was aroused and. He told me that Bill had signed up today.I said, "We should take some money and put together a little contest. When someone signs up you can ask who or what brought him or her in. If it was the flyer or the post card, we can tell which type of advertising is working. If it's a person then we can keep track of the name, and either give the person with the most referrals a prize or it may be better to simply put their name in the hat, once for each person they bring in, and have a drawing for the. “How-do!” Master Peanut was a short white guy clearly from the south. He was wearing denim overalls and had a MAGA Trump hat on. He looked like a stereotypical hayseed hillbilly. He could have easily been a ventriloquist puppet in Jeff Dunham’s bag if he were any smaller.Delilah was the first black woman I had seen in the community. Her skin was smooth and dark like chocolate. She had on an eternity collar and nothing else. Delilah looked cultured, smart and sexy. She didn’t talk in a southern. I checked out at 4PM, since I started early. It was my last day working half days. I was going to miss that, I thought.When I got home I set about fixing my cold pizza dinner. I decided I needed something healthy with the unhealthy pizza. It occurred to me that I should have a salad. My choice was to drive to the plaza Mcdonald's for take out salad.When I got home I opened the bowl and picked out the carrots. I replaced them with raisins I had laying around. They were way old I was sure I had.