That was the question going through his mind.“Yellow Jacket has Amethyst’s old Scarab artifact and it’s been fifty months since she emerged. She...has less than six months, maybe as short as three weeks before she self-detonates, eclipsing the former team’s output by one to two Terajoules, All by her little lonesome. Let me give you a nasty little secret. All the previous owners of that little artifact were bumped off by the SIB before they could get that far. None of her predecessors lasted. The girls always took their dates exclusively to the hotel above the bar that they were working.The most striking difference that I was to find between working girls in Tijuana and those here in the United States is that the Mexican cuties were all generally “good girls” compared to their American counterparts. A lot of that seems due to the difference in cultural attitudes between Mexico and the United Stares in regard to prostitution. The pathetic stereotype of a prostitute here in America. Have you any idea how hard it it to bit one’s lip through gritted teeth? “Would Sir like anything else?” “No, but I bet you do!” He answered, somehow convincing himself... I sighed. “Yes Sir, of course” He made no reply, but looked down at his now wilting, some what pathetic member. “Well, you’ll have to wait for it then” he frowned. “How much?” “For you... two hundred” I answered. Twice my normal charge. Greasy boy lapped it up. With a wink he fished the money out of his discarded trousers. " He was smiling as he got into his car. Maria was leaning weak-kneed against the doorjamb as he drove off."Come on Maria, time to go to bed." I won't be able to sleep. I'm too wired." I know. Feels good doesn't it? It is time we talked about a lot of different things. I'm talking from experience here. I need to caution you about a few things." Like what?" Like meeting a guy and wanting to drop your panties on the first date. A date I set you up with I may remind you." Was I that obvious?" I.