“This is all I can take.” She said. “Not one of them came anywhere close to my spark plug.” She heaved a despondent sigh. “Shall we try agai... tomorrow?” I said. Carlotta gave a forlorn nod. I picked up my megaphone, walked down the stairs, and stood in the dusty street. The crowd was even bigger than before. “Come back tomorrow morning,” I yelled. The men grumbled and shuffled away. 4 And so began a tedious routine. Carlotta would hop up on the desk, her bottom covered with bandages, and I. I drive and give my usual polite speech about behavior in my car. You know, heads and arms stay inside, no messing with the buttons, and keep the moon roof closed. I only have to repeat this a dozen times as we drive, since the boys won't oblige me.As we make the rounds picking up the girls, I am feeling good, since I get to see the girls in those gowns they wear, wearing way too much makeup and trying to look like little sluts. All of them are the same age, 15 or 16, and way too young for this. While at Sprott, Adam met a tall, lovely young woman named Arianna Lahoud, a gorgeous gal originally from Zahle, Republic of Lebanon. The tall, bronze-skinned, dark-haired and green-eyed Lebanese Christian beauty took Adam’s breath away, and he pursued Arianna single-mindedly. Fortunately for Adam, his persistence paid off and the lovely Arianna responded to his advances. The two of them began dating. For a while, Adam was happy as can be with his lovely, smart and decidedly exotic girlfriend. . But I was so elated to have Crystal, because she helped me to the bathroom."Thank you," I smiled once I reached the bathroom and sat on the edge of the tub. "I'm exhausted." I know. It's okay. I got you. You're in good hands, B."Crystal retrieved a towel from the closet, knelled down in front of me, and proceeded to dry me off."What are you doing?" I questioned."Drying you off before you catch a cold. Relax, I got you." I can do it." You can't even walk alone. Shut up, I got this."She uses the.