So my brothers and sisters, here we go again. I get this call from a sweet thang that I met at her club. Our relationship went from P4P to friends with benefits. Cool.
That being said, I always keep my wits and quick wit with me. She called me up this last Thursday. She wanted me to meet her at her medical school so that I could be her guinea pig. No sweat. Been there, done that. Afterwards, we go back to her place for a little r&r.
While we're at her house, she's showing me her remodeled bathroom. Let me tell you, it looks great. While admiring the tile work, I ask her who did it. When you can get quality tile work, go for it. She paused, uncomfortably, and replied, "Oh, just a friend."
Then and there I knew that I wasn't the only guy getting some. That's all right with me. I don't hate her hustle. She's not the only gal that I'm fucking, either.
On the Brightside of things, all I have to do is show up and get scanned for pussy. This other dude has to actually labor for that sweet, sweet punani.
Strippers fuck a lot of dudes. If you expect faithfulness, you will be disappointed.
Slick, how did she use you as a guinea pig?