at the restaurant

“Drinking your own urine is the actually the cleanest thing you can do, it’s like an elixir.” I’m having dinner with a Greek classical pianist. Another craigslist connection. He’s tall, how I like. Decent style. Dark hair, deep hazel eyes. We’re both replacements. I’m here to replace his ex-wife, he’s here to replace you. But neither of us will talk about that. “And enemas,”  he continues, even though I’d really like him...
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