Refreshing these days." Well, it seemed appropriate, and anyway I didn't know what else to call you. Ma'am seemed a little formal and a little old if ... may say so." Oh, you are good at this!" she laughed."I don't know about that really. It is just that I know that I should always be respectful." Really? Oh come on, I bet you're not always this polite." Well yes, really. I get corrected on it otherwise." What, who by? Your wife." I could see her looking to see if I wore a ring. I didn't and. " How much does it pay?" Marc asked."He said he would pay us one hundred dollars a night, plus tips," Anne replied."A hundred buck a night!" Don yelled. "What else do you have to do, fuck these guys?" Calm down," Marge told her husband. "Cid, our customer, said we don't have to do anything but serve drinks and chips." Yeah right," Marc said, getting up and pacing the floor. "Do you expect us to believe that all you're going to have to do is serve a bunch of guys drinks and snacks? It sounds. At first I thought that it must be some kid messing about, then I realised that my fingers were typing the address into an e-mail document. Itll be a laugh. I thought, as I typed Interested. Send details. Itll be a turn on for him to consider banging my wife. I sent the e-mail never thinking that they were serious or even lived in the UK anyhow. After about 10 minutes of surfing even darker porn sites, a message pinged on screen. I checked my account to see that the message was from the person. Instead of a discourse it consisted of a plant design that encompassed all of what they'd learned during their first four years."You'll get through it," Rich said. "You've got the chops for it."It was true. Jim had always been a good student and often tutored his less-talented fraternity brothers."No time to back off now," Jim said."You can do it," Rich repeated."Winning the Track letter might be more of a long shot," Jim admitted. "I need ten points and last year I just barely made it."Jim.