I was young and beautiful, with outstanding shapes that even in a bag of clothes, they still "look out." We had a shop of building materials "Molotok", where my friend worked. And in front of him, closer to the stop, there was an island where "girls" stood at night. Once I ran to a girlfriend to work and talked to her until dark. I stand at a stop, near the “island”, a car comes in, and from there the guy asks, “Do you work?” I say, “Yes” (I recently got my first job). He asked, “How much? “” I announced the promised salary. He replied, “Nihrana, is it for the night? What time is it?” I stand, I think, I count, I thumb. He said, “Okay, and how much to suck?” Here I understood...