It is Martin Luther King's birthday. My wife's best friend has the day off, so their little card game group is playing pinochle.
Left at home, I pulled up a site on Google listing all the local escorts.
I called one number but the girl was busy so I made another choice and called another, who said she was available and gave me directions to an address nearby that I didn't recognize, but she explained where it was and off I went.
Ringing the doorbell, I was met by an older woman. I asked and she identified herself as the escort's friend, and we chatted as she said the girl was on her way.
We hugged and I would have been quite happy if the woman was going to be my date. It was a delicious hug and nice kiss, but soon a younger woman arrived and led me into a back bedroom.
Left at home, I pulled up a site on Google listing all the local escorts.
I called one number but the girl was busy so I made another choice and called another, who said she was available and gave me directions to an address nearby that I didn't recognize, but she explained where it was and off I went.
Ringing the doorbell, I was met by an older woman. I asked and she identified herself as the escort's friend, and we chatted as she said the girl was on her way.
We hugged and I would have been quite happy if the woman was going to be my date. It was a delicious hug and nice kiss, but soon a younger woman arrived and led me into a back bedroom.