Drove out to Santa Monica. Hung out at the promenade and at the pier. While at the pier a young white girl walks to one of the guys I was hanging out with and asks him if she can have his boxers. We were like what? Very consistant she kept on trying to get him. Until one of the sisters that was with us tells her that she is asking the wrong people. She tells her that we are a bunch of saved Christians. The girl stops her perseverance in trying to get some stinky chonies. She says that she is a believer herself. I told her that we couldn't give her chonies but we could pray for her and we did. I love God's divine appointments. Her name is Melissa if you remember to pray for her do. She needs big help.