The other day at work I took a call at work. It was a girl that wanted to buy a car. She happened to be a stripper. The other boys in the office were falling over each other to take my appointment. Its funny I guess I've seen too strippers and been to tooo many bachlor parties. Granted I love ladies, The way the look , gentle curves , smiles and the way they smell. To me my appointment was just as any other woman coming in to buy a car. Part of me wants to see how she looks. She did not want her dad to know she was a dancer. Man its just a dirty story just building.... Any was I took my day off and pass the appointment to another. I didn't get a call so I'm expecting that she didnt come in.
I think the older I get I also look in to how a woman talks and smiles. Granted sexy is sexy but if shes not there up stairs she just becomes a set of boobs and no longer a lady.... The way this one sounded on the phone I could tell that the glass was half empty.
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