I was happy when the trail started to slope down to Proulx Lake. When I reached the lake, I dropped the beastly pack in the bottom of my canoe.I reste... a few minutes. Barb, Sherry and Katie arrived with their packs. "Where is Amy?" I ask."She's back the trail behind us." Sherry replied."I'm going to go back to help her." I announced.I walked for five minutes before I find Amy. She is stooped over and shuffling her feet along as she moved down the trail. "Let me carry that for you." Oh, Jon.. OK?" She gave me a wad of fifty-dollar bills."Yes'm," I said with a smile, and I took the girl's hand and hurried her down the stairs and out to my car. "Buckle up," I said, thinking what I should do first, which was probably bonk her. But she smelled almost as bad as she looked.I took her to the only full-scale spa in town, ignored her whining, hustled her inside and told the lady at the desk, "Give her the works, especially the hair. Take care of her nails, shave her pubic hair and underarms. My parents wern’t rich so I was working these awful waitress jobs and making hardly enough money to survive even with tips.I was working the late shift when some guys came in, they were maybe in their 30’s and looked like businessmen, two black guys and one white guy. They were nice and before they left the white guy came to me and said in a whisper, “How old are you?” I told him I was 18 going on 19. “Hey you’re really pretty would you like to maybe dance at a bachelor party we’re having?” I. . what would office life be without them???)I gave her half an hour or so to finish what she was doing and arranged to meet her in the car park. The car interior was like an oven, the seats were like hot plates and I could see that she was uncomfortable as we drove out towards the road, so I switched on the air conditioning. As the blast of cool air reached her, she visibly relaxed in the passenger seat and I was quite excited to see her slightly part her legs to allow the cool jet of air.