On Tuesday I met a very nice gentleman for coffee, whereupon we sized each other up a bit, made some idle chit chat, and then retired to a local motel for adult activities. He was short, funny, and Italian. We talked a lot about smokers being persecuted and ostracized, and golf. The sex itself was actually pretty good, and then the hour was up and he asked if he could see me again. Walked away with a 30% tip, even. I felt rather amused with myself on the drive home...I'm still rather amazed that I can get paid for doing something so fun. |
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