A traveling salesman

John Polino, as a boy, was one of the greatest conquerors of Santa Martha, a true gentleman, owner of the bluest eyes Caparaó.
Your friend, Jose Reis, his beloved brother of Rita, had a cabinet of dry and wet and cold in that beloved land.
John, owner of his seventeen years, decided to work with Joseph, an eye on Rita, girl yet, but owns a gentleness and serenity really catchy.
Soon so they set to work, John received an invitation irresistible; one of the largest food retailers in the region, based in Itapemirim, decided to call him to audition as a traveling salesman.
John did not blink, the possibility of a higher gain and a life of adventure that drew ahead were too tempting for our hero.
The fun of this profession was the same, the variety of places and people they live with. All these things captivated John, who began an unparalleled adventure story ...
On one trip, John would go Guaçu, which would not have problems since the city had until a reasonable infrastructure.
The Royal Hotel in the center of the city had several beds available to travelers and tourists always casual.
It turns out that, in those days, there would be a livestock show in the city and the hotel was totally full.
Nothing much to John, used to weathering the road.
Turns out, he was preparing to go on the road, traveling from there to St. James and St. Lawrence when they find, easy ride or drive to his beloved Santa Martha, the time to see her Rita, the rain fell.
Rain not lie; storm, and angry.
It was raining as some say, the pitchers, and even knife began to fall on the backs of the unsuspecting.
Looking here, looking there, here comes the last hope: a pension there pros side of High Town, used by couples seeking a place with no witnesses to the night of love that was coming.
Even there, there were no beds. But, sorry for John Polino, Toniquinho, the manager of the pension has a suggestion:
There was a gentleman of advanced age, without family and without friends, lived in the boarding house owner fourth lifetime, paid handsomely to their pensions of ex-military.
The night progressed and the rain shadow of taming ...
John accepted the invitation to share a bed with that man, harmless and asthma.
Late at night, late into the night, behold, suddenly, you give a start to cry and ask for help from John:
-My son, get me a woman, for God's sake, I'll give everything I have, but get me a woman soon ...
By John ruthless, replied, no way sir, not for all the money of this world!
-Why, my son, tell me why?
-First, two o'clock in the morning and I'm not going out at dawn looking woman, has the holy patience!
-Secondly, it's raining a lot and I do not even brought umbrellas and I do not get sick, much less catch pneumonia and thirdly, my lord, what you're holding is not yours does not, IS MY !