A Swell Time and More

Centerfolds is well on its way to becoming my new favorite den of sin. This is very surprising because, until recently, I regarded the Greyhound bus station as a more prospective and appealing place to look for trouble than Centerfolds!

Last time I came here ... well, I don't mean to admit or even insinuate that I actually came the last time I was in Centerfolds but, you know, the last time I was in this adult entertainment establishment I had a real "swell" time and was given the distinct impression that whenever I came back to Centerfolds, if I had a desire to come while I was there, it could certainly be arranged.

Recently I came back to Centerfolds but, frankly, I came without any firm plans or expectations of actually coming while I was there. I would have been OK with just another "swell" time. I assumed all that happy talk about "coming" in Centerfolds the next time I came in was really nothing more than a come-on to get me to come back.