Nick met up with his friends again. He told them about the girl he had seen. "And damn! She was one cute little thing! Can you imagine how easy it is for her around here? Forget the college girls! I will bet all a local girl around here has to do is smile and wiggle her cute little ass, and she can get whatever she wants! She is lucky!"
Carlos shook his head, "Dude. My family came from Mexico. That local girl you saw probably didn't speak English. I wouldn't be surprised if she can't read either. Many can't. She may have had to grow up begging for food. I wouldn't call her lucky. She is probably very poor."
Patrick chimed in, "Yeah. She might not be as lucky as you think she is."
Allan had to chime in, "They are probably right Nick, though I wouldn't mind trying one out. Maybe I could get her knocked up and there would be a little Allan running around Cancun." He laughed.
Carlos shook his head, "That is not funny dude. It happens to too many girls here. They can hardly feed themselves, then they have a child to worry about."
Nick laughed, "Worry? With a cute little body like that? I wish I had the worries of one of those cute little local girls!" Unfortunately for Nick, he was holding the wishing stone at the time he said that.
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