Money Can Make You Happy

Business has been good to me. I can easily afford most anything. I bought a boat, a 62 footer docked in Tampa. I go down there four or more times a year, go out into the gulf for a week with friends or business sorts.

Three years ago a friend of mine, a Cuban guy, said he had a surprise for me. He brought four honeys on board, good looking girls from the Latino community in Florida. Once out beyond the international limit he surprised me by having the honeys dress in nothing but tight football team jerseys. Not another stitch. They took their time meandering around the room, dancing to the music and being nice.

After a real nice dinner served by the girls, the doors were locked to the crew, the window treatments drawn, the lights turned out and the game begun. We each selected a team, and five grand on the line. The first one to grab and nail the girl with the selected team jersey won the pot. Catching one in the pitch dark was hard enough, nailing her was harder, finding out she didn't have on the right jersey disappointed enough. On our first try my catch was not right. On the second round my friend scored the touchdown and won the pot.

The girls each got a nice gratuity, my consolation prize was to choose which two of them spent the night with me. Good memories.