Down Tampico way, Carmella Santiago met a man named Ordoniz. He recycled nut butter. Carmella found it odd, indeed, that a man named Orodniz could make a living doing such a thing. Needing to prove his point, Ordoniz asked Carmella to drop her pants. Her vagina as timid as a quaking gazelle before a drunken deer hunter, Carmella acceded to his wishes. The cock of Ordoniz was sweet but his man ass smelled of tobacco which didn't matter. Sweet Carmella closed her eyes and imagined riches she could never have. Ordoniz suddenly exploded like a bladder bag and Carmella was seasoned with man salt. Ordoniz promptly swept what he could of it in an old aspirin bottle and bid her adieu. Carmella now understood what he had meant by recycling.