Still a Whore....

Once a Whore, always a Whore.

At the Internext convention in Hollywood, Florida, I went to the country club gym which had a steamroom, sauna, hot tub, etc.

There was an older gentleman, and, me at 35, I was still half his age.

Married, with his wedding ring on, he started chatting me up about Florida, his family, etc.

He followed me into the locker room and was checking me out while I toweled dry off.

I got my stuff together to leave, and he looked a little annoyed.

"Why don't you stay? There's no monitor here in a little while."

He obviously wanted a little more than my polite conversation.

"You're just a little TEASE, aren't you?" he said to me. Yeah, I thought, I'm a fucking tease.

I looked at him, straight in the eyes, and said "250 dollars an hour, no fucking!"

I figured that I would get one of two results; either he would shut up, or I would make a few bucks. Either way, I would win.

He shut up.