Ialso couldn't believe how many girls had been called to the room, therewas: Me, Danielle, Klarissa, Agnes, Laleh, Gabriella, even the night'ssinger H...e-Won had joined us. When Klarissa asked why Hae-Won was thereas she was only a singer at the club, Hae-Won answered by saying thatshe was being paid an enormous amount of money to be included in this. Ibecame nervous. Twelve of the club's wealthiest customers walked intothe room and they ordered us to sit down on the floor.The cat Danielle. "I'm Carl, not sir, and what are you? Irish?" he shot back. "Yes, from Dublin originally, came to Boston foruniversity", I replied confidently. "And you end up in this shit hole looking for a table job,lot a good that school is. I never finished high school, andlook at me." His manners were deplorable. Satisfied with thequick glance of my credentials he said, "All right, let's get alook atcha", signaling with his finger to do a twirl. I feltawkward but kept in mind what he was looking. His bio said he was in his middle 50s but there had to have been some hard times mixed in with the good ones. He looked tired and old and frail. I stayed in place until Liz hugged him and passed along his statue. He looked at it and then said something to Liz that was drowned by the applause.Liz stepped off to the side and the man moved to the microphone. The crowd was still clapping and he glanced at his family again.“Whew,” he said when the applause died down. He shook his head, turned to. . but I figured she'd do better for me this way than being in jail and having all the jailers fucking her." He grinned at me, "Plus I'm still getting my books done, my phone answered, as well as getting my ashes hauled!"I grinned back: Howard always did have a coarse side to him, but he usually kept it fairly well hidden .. except for me. Like I said, he and I went way back, and I had stories about him, things he and I had done together, that I'd never be telling ANYONE!"So how did your boy.