She was covered in perspiration, and writhed in pain. He checked the bandages while he murmured words of comfort, and replaced one of them. The blood ...as slowing down, and he was relieved. He did not have a lot of bandages, or iodine. He got out his whiskey flask, and put it to her lips. She pulled her head away at the taste, but he coaxed a few drops into her mouth. Soon she slept easier, numbed by the bitter alcohol. Pierre settled back on his haunches, and sighed. He felt hope come over. The corn isn't out of their system until then, and they just fill it right back up. Hire Pedro and Jesus. They both have families and will give you a good day's work."I guess that told me how the locals felt about using Latino labor.The phone rang only once when I called the number for the two men. A female voice answered, "Hola, help you may I?"I was about to laugh at the Yoda of Star wars phrasing, but held back. I spoke very slowly and distinctly, "My name is Mike Grayson. Pedro and Jesus. Bending down I found that I had stepped a little past her and I backed up slowly until I could see better.I thought she looked about sixteen or seventeen, from one of the local high schools according to the letter on and the colors of her sweater. She had long rich brown hair that fell across her shoulders, the ends on the front of her sweater lay across the slope of her breast and ended with a soft curl towards her neck and chin. She had once had bangs, but they were growing out and now the. "Excuse me for being shocked," I sarcastically replied. "When you said yall did it, exactly what did yall do?" You know, silly," she smiled, displaying her pearly whites. She used her fingers to show me. With one hand she created a circle and used her index finger of her other hand to enter the hole.I slapped her hands down. "What? Why? How could you?" Calm down. I...I thought you'd be happy for me." Happy you lost your virginity to our coach?"Happy--hell no! Jealous--yes! Pissed off to the.