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When I go out with some old fart (I am also an old fart) and he buys my dinner, (his idea not mine), and I listen to all his bullshit, and look at all the pills he shows me, (guess he thinks that's a turn on) and then decide not to ask him to my place for a "night cap", he pouts and says I am a Heartless Bitch.

Not many people are invited to my place.

It is an honor to come up to my apartment, bestowed on very few. Especially guys -- I've had too hard a time getting rid of them. They seem to want to set up housekeeping the minute they're past the door!

Why do they think that buying me dinner means they have bought me?

I have no intention of working on a limp dick on a full stomach.




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