Hey Kiddo,
Respect my age preferences, stop sending me explicit e-mails, and for craps sake consider spell check and a refresher course on when to use 'your' and 'you're'. Example: You're fucking killing me. NOT Your fucking killing me. It is NOT okay that you don't have a car or your own place and have 'taken a break' from school to figure out what you want to do next. WTF is wrong with you? I'm not looking for someone to make up for in exuberance what he lacks in experience and skill. I am not a sex tutor.
Ms. Ava (that's right, MS. Ava. You are too young to call me by my first name)
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In other news the Indian man trend continues and I got a message from my first man in his 30's today. We had a grownup conversation. It was fantastic. The conversation was just okay but man was it nice to talk to a person with a job and someone who wasn't working his way up to a question about my chest size or trying to booty call me and then explaining when he asked to meet me at 11pm on a week night, it wasn't a booty call. Trying my best to avoid being the subject of a Dateline Mystery readers. Not going to meet strangers at 11pm just because he said it wasn't a booty call.
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