For more than a week, Americans have been fascinated by the revelation
that former New York Gov. Eliot Spitzer was a client of a high-end
escort service called "The Emperors Club."
"The last time I saw him, he had asked me to write about prostitution
and his work on the field," said The New York Times' Nicholas Kristof.
"It's just such an astonishing act of bravado and chutzpah considering
what we know of him now."
Monday, February 20, 2012
Sunday, January 29, 2012
Perfect date? Not quite
The date was amazing. But there was no follow-up. Here is why...
You finally met a woman who seems just your type. You asked her out, the date was a huge success. And you can't wait to see her again. You texted her and told her you had a great time. But a couple of nailbiting days pass and you haven't heard from her. So
Birthday Suit
Lorna had been dropping all kinds of hints about her surprise for my
upcoming thirtieth birthday, but nothing that gave me even the slightest
clue as to what she had in mind. I wonder if I would have gone along
with it if I had known what was in store for me.
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My Wedding Date
It all started as a bet. A high dollar bet. I worked in the advertising
business in graphic art. I'd always been a creative type. I was single
and living the high life in the big city. The business I worked for was
making great income so I was paid well and my bosses were always
throwing money around. I was going to clubs about 5 nights a week,
meeting plenty of girls and getting laid a lot. LIFE WAS GOOD.
His Teacher, The Transsexual
Greg was late for class. He ran through the hallways. They were very
particular about being punctual here. His health teacher especially. She
was very focused on such things. Greg had been late twice this week. He
couldn't help that his car kept breaking down. Ms. Sin was a real
hardass and didn't accept excuses.
A Night to Forget
The day started out like every other day. Woke up, dragged myself to the
bathroom; Stepping in the shower, (I sleep in the nude...) still not
fully awake, I let the water cascade over my head. Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm, I
closed my eyes and could feel the water flow over me. I pushed my hair
back off my face as the water baptized me, and matted my hair down. I
grabbed the soap and started to lather myself up, and the door bell
rang. I rushed down the stairs and opened the door and marvelled at the
sight in front of me. There stood in front of me a tall gorgeous young
woman
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