“brit pop”

I know it may seem that I’m always at a bar, but it’s not always the case. Anyway the other night at a bar I meet this cute British lawyer. Drinks like a fish, like all English people do, but cute none the less. So I give him my card and he calls for a […]

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“face fucker”

Pride weekend. Park Hyatt Hotel. I like doing house calls at hotels, I kind of feel like Julia Roberts in Pretty Woman, Cinda-fucken-rella. He was blonde, blue-eyed, 6’3, swimmers build, I would say in his forties. I walk in and see 4 bottles of wine on the nightstand and a couple bags of coke. He […]

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