"Have you ever done any modeling?" he asked. "Just private modeling for men," I said. "We need a lingerie model to work the bar from five until midnig...t," he said. "She sells raffle tickets each hour and at the end of every hour she holds a drawing." "Drawing for what?" I replied. "For a blow job from the model while everybody in the bar watches." I was instantly interested in the "modeling" job. It seemed like a fun job and an easy way to meet lots of men. The fact that the job would allow me. “I was thinking more along the lines of physical therapy or sports medicine, though not as a doctor, more like a trainer or workout coach.”“Are you an athlete?”“Volleyball. We were state champs this year. It’s why I quit Tae Kwan Do when I started High School. I wanted to focus on volleyball.”“Congrats! I haven’t watched volleyball since I watched my girlfriend play in eighth grade!”“You broke up and quit going to her games?”I shook my head, “No, she was an exchange student. She went home, and. All they had was some old Canadian Bills.” Dave answered.“So, I think this tells us their main supply of phasors are on the moon. They may have a few, but obviously, they wanted more. So, they see this as something more than a monthly dinner.” John was thinking out of the box.John got up and went to get 55 gold coins. When he got back, “Dave I would like to give you a 10% commission on doing this.” John offered.“No thank you. I’m having the time of my life. I have a girlfriend, we are going to. " So I gave him my time table and off I went back to my dorm for the day.Both my room mates asked me where I had been and I told them I was going to be Martin's new experiment. They both giggled and said "well hope your going to give us a cut of what you make honey." I nodded my head with what I was getting paid I could spare some.Time passed by so quickly before I knew it I was half way through my course and had been taking part in Martins experiment nearly everyday, but today I was hoping for.