Marx stood with his men in a meadow. Twirling his mustache with one hand, while the other hand clutched six pieces of string, out stretched to the six men gathered before him. The men before him ranged in age from late teens to early forties and were all considered attractive in some way. A majority of these men were also tall, the more muscular of the lot wearing tight fitting shirts or muscle shirts to show off their bulging biceps and shoulders.
You all know the drill. You each get to pick a string, the length of the string relates to what size vial you get from my assistant Denham. Marx practically yawned as though his troupe had grown since he had started his attraction the last couple of towns had only resulted in the number of his assistants growing. The group of two dozen men, mostly smaller, frailer men murmured excitedly as the stars of Marxs attraction looked at the tips of the strings spilling out and over his hand. Moving along the line each of the six men selected and drew a piece of string. Some of the men were disappointed, namely the tall, blonde, athletic teen whos cockiness had attracted Marx to recruit him, though the lad had needed little convincing. The smallest man, with a buzz cut and wouldve fitted in with the marines groaned that he only grabbed the second longest string, but he laughed along with the others that he had had the longest string last time. It was in fact the long haired, chiseled, stubbled, darker Adonis with sky blue eyes that triumphantly claimed the longest string. Holding it aloft for all to see, which made some of Marxs assistants eyes widen in awe and anticipatory pleasure.
You all know the drill. You each get to pick a string, the length of the string relates to what size vial you get from my assistant Denham. Marx practically yawned as though his troupe had grown since he had started his attraction the last couple of towns had only resulted in the number of his assistants growing. The group of two dozen men, mostly smaller, frailer men murmured excitedly as the stars of Marxs attraction looked at the tips of the strings spilling out and over his hand. Moving along the line each of the six men selected and drew a piece of string. Some of the men were disappointed, namely the tall, blonde, athletic teen whos cockiness had attracted Marx to recruit him, though the lad had needed little convincing. The smallest man, with a buzz cut and wouldve fitted in with the marines groaned that he only grabbed the second longest string, but he laughed along with the others that he had had the longest string last time. It was in fact the long haired, chiseled, stubbled, darker Adonis with sky blue eyes that triumphantly claimed the longest string. Holding it aloft for all to see, which made some of Marxs assistants eyes widen in awe and anticipatory pleasure.