Edit: Damn, beaten to the punch
down the hall - 2nd door on the right.
So you celebrated getting off by getting off?
And a drink!
I hope the girl with the finger wasn’t splitting her time re-stocking the buffet next door at the Korean BBQ.
Yea…I was gonna ask if she at least wore a glove.
Or a mitten.
Boxing.
So was there a happy finnish or not?
Just so she didn’t rub you the wrong way.
So you went to a “rub and / or tug”?
Like, in your butthole?
Meloy is from Finland?
She gave him an Around the World.
No glove.
(S)he likes you!
…and maybe even a business card?
Well, we’re certainly not going to be judgmental. Not all of our childhoods resounded with the oft-heard admonishment *“don’t put that in your rectum: you don’t know where it’s been!” *
Yeah… who needs Korean BBQ all over their asshole?
I mean, right? It’s going to get there quickly enough through the usual channels.