On Christmas eve my CF came to my house for dinner and a celebration of the season. I had told her Santa had left some presents for her under the tree. When she arrived, her arms were full of presents for me. A stripper had spent more money on me than I had on her. It's a Christmas miracle!
A CF of mine texted me late yesterday afternoon asking if I wanted to do an OTC with her. Translation: She still needed money for Christmas gifts. I declined.
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