Check this out. I was alone last night. I got half a buzz on. Being a dude. Well, a dude like me. I'm horny all the time. So I get on the internet. Maybe I'll call one of these escort girls. There must be plenty in Los Angeles. I go on this random web-site. I'm looking at prices. Holy shit! I don't think so. Maybe an all nighter when it's my birthday or something. Anyway, now I'm curious. I start poking around. I run into the men's section. I'm looking at some of these dudes. I'm thinking. I'm way better looking than a lot of these guys. I'm 5'11" 175. Clean, athletic. I could do that job. Shiiiiit, I'll charge the going rate similar to the man. So I fill out the application provided. I submit a pic with a pick up pitch like I`m a chick magnet.
All of sudden I'm Fonzy. They'll mention my name and Rico Suave in the say sentence. I'm going to feel like a 1965 Beatle. I can't wait! I'm going to get my bone smooched every night. Then I thought. Who's going to be doing the sloppy knobbing on my throbber. Uh oh, what type of clientele will approach my newly found gigoloness. Do I wear kinky boots to strut around in? Am I required to dye my hair green? Will my favorite word be fabulous? Do I have to buy a choker necklace and listen to Culture Club? Am I Too Sexy For My Shirt?! I think this might not be such a good idea. As these thoughts run though my head. I am relieved to read. My application has been submitted, but not posted. Then I see that my audience points towards possible female only prospectors. I am charged a small fee to prove I'm serious and not a fly by night. Well now, that's better. Only the women will be paying to be graced by my presence. That means I'll have nobody calling. Did I just go full circle? Should I continue the process and throw myself out there? What do you think?
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Check this out. I was alone last night. I got half a buzz on. Being a dude. Well, a dude like me. I'm horny all the time. So I get on the internet. Maybe I'll call one of these escort girls. There must be plenty in Los Angeles. I go on this random web-site. I'm looking at prices. Holy shit! I don't think so. Maybe an all nighter when it's my birthday or something. Anyway, now I'm curious. I start poking around. I run into the men's section. I'm looking at some of these dudes. I'm thinking. I'm way better looking than a lot of these guys. I could do that job. Shiiiiit, I'll charge the going rate similar to the man. So I fill out the application provided. I submit a pic with a pick up pitch like I`m a chick magnet.
All of sudden I'm Fonzy. They'll mention my name and Rico Suave in the say sentence. I'm going to feel like a 1965 Beatle. I can't wait! I'm going to get my bone smooched every night. Then I thought. Who's going to be doing the sloppy knobbing on my throbber. Uh oh, what type of clientele will approach my newly found gigoloness. Do I wear kinky boots to strut around in? Am I required to dye my hair green? Will my favorite word be fabulous? Do I have to buy a choker necklace and listen to Culture Club? Am I Too Sexy For My Shirt?! I think this might not be such a good idea. As these thoughts run though my head. I am relieved to read. My application has been submitted, but not posted. Then I see that my audience points towards possible female only prospectors. I am charged a small fee to prove I'm serious and not a fly by night. Well now, that's better. Only the women will be paying to be graced by my presence. That means I'll have nobody calling. Did I just go full circle? Should I continue the process and throw myself out there? What do you think?
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