" Not really but all the girls call him Larry." Have they asked you to be featured in Hustler magazine?" Of course," she answering as if it was a dumb...question. "Almost all the girls have been in it once or twice." What was it like?" Really really dreadful. I mean, the pictures make it look like the girls love having sex. In reality, its a slow tedious repetitive job. I do it for the money, of course, but it also got me in a couple of videos." Porn videos?" I asked."No, Shakespearian plays,". ”This was good news. I had been worried about my family. “Yeah, I was a little worried about them. It’s a load off my mind knowing they’re ok.”And yes, I considered those critters my family. We had been together long enough, and through enough, they were family.While I had been catching up with Paul and Charles, young Mr. David had finished bringing in Ms. Ivey’s gear and getting her set up. He then waited patiently while we were bs’n. When that conversation petered out, he spoke up.“Mr.. We made small talk as I drove to the hotel. Once we arrived, I pulled through the drop off and stopped. Astra insisted that I get out and have a drink with them. She said she owed me. I looked at my watch, and it was still early, so I pulled into a parking spot and we went inside. We casually walked to the elevator and went up to the sixth floor. The bell rang, the door opened and we walked out of the elevator and down the hall to Astra’s room. She unlocked the door and we walked in. She went. We used a push mower that ran on human power. We exercised by working so we didn’t need to go to a health club to run on treadmills that operate on electricity.But she’s right; we didn’t have the “green thing” back then.We drank from a fountain when we were thirsty instead of using a cup or a plastic bottle every time we had a drink of water. We refilled writing pens with ink instead of buying a new pen, and we replaced the razor blades in a razor instead of throwing away the whole razor just.