Of course, Saul lost most of his pay in less than an hour and had to borrow enough money from Sam to make a trip next door to the "comfort house" that...had a full parlor of females to choose from all at the same price for a spin in one of the private rooms up above. One could tell when a room was occupied simply by the inspiring sounds of mattress springs squeaking loudly from behind a closed door. The female that Saul picked had actually picked him because she was no beauty and that was a fact.. That's when the big bucks start rolling in." That's what I want," I said, managing a laugh to lighten the mood. Mark responded to my laugh very well, patting me on the shoulders like I was a good friend.Mark spoke. "You know how to work a cash register, right?" Um, not really." Rupert told me you knew how to work a cash register. He said you knew everything." I did," I said, "but I forgot. I used to know when I was younger." Nevermind, I'll teach you now." He pressed a green button and the till. I’ve had classes in here before.” “I don’t think so,” I said, although in theory I loved the idea. “Your cut would be $120 a week. Plus I’m reasonably certain some of them will want you privately, which would pay more.” I’d be rich. I could buy all the art supplies I wanted and go to every good concert that came to town. I could even buy a car. “Well…” “How about we start next Saturday, say noon to six?” “Okay,” I said. “And come a little early so I can get some of that young pussy.” I didn’t. He asked if i wanted to have dinner at his house and all i could think of was "holy shit its actually happening," but i kept my composure haha, and made sure to look even better that evening. When i went over there was a candlelight diner with wine and i thought to myself "what have you gotten yourself into Veronica." Nonetheless we ate and drank a bit, he told me i looked beautiful so many times i lost count haha, but when the wine started flowing i flirted right back and could see him get.