Online Dating

Malcolm stared down at his body in shock, disbelieving his eyes and sensations. Yesterday he fell asleep in his house, and this morning he woke up in this cheap motel room in these strange women's clothes. His left earlobe still ached from the fact that his cheap earrings caught on the pillow, which is why he woke up a few minutes ago. Tits perturbed dangling under the lingerie while he tried to find his penis while trying to calm down and understand how this is even possible.

Looking for the phone, he found some old cheap smartphone on which he could not enter the password to unlock, but this gave him the idea that perhaps these were the consequences of his yesterday's venture.

...

"Hello Beautiful"

"Hey"

"Do you want to meet or are you just sitting here?"

"Well, what do you think yourself?"

"Whoa, whoa, whoa. I just asked. I liked your photo. Is it really you?"

He hesitated for a moment, Malcolm wondered a bit about why this stranger on the dating site asked him this strange question. Because this question was very opportune. He had been interested in the idea of ​​what men write to girls on dating sites for a long time, and that evening he decided to do it, having found on the Internet a photo of usually a girl who looked about 22-25 years old.

"Of course! What a stupid question ?!"

"It just seems to me that it's not you ... But maybe I'm wrong."

This would probably be worth ending. But after weighing all the pros and cons, Malcolm decided to continue his innocent prank. Besides, what would he get for it? Of course, the thought came to him that the stranger might have known this girl, but he decided to play the role to the end.

"Why do you ask?"

"It's just that your profile says that you are ... 42 years old, and in the photo there is clearly a girl ... um .. a little younger."

An error in the profile and that's it! Malcolm breathed out calmly and realized that the stranger did not know anything, so it was possible to continue this dialogue and Malcolm didn’t even get excited about coming up with courage coming up with a story for his heroine, just starting to have fun.

"Oh yes. This is my old photo."

"Heh. Okay. What do you do? What do you do in life?"

"Seriously? Such a simple question. Is that really important to you?"

"Oh ... no, of course it's a little important, but not really. I'm not particularly picky about women."

"Hmm. Not demanding. Well, okay. Then I'll tell you everything. I work as a prostitute near a roadside motel at the entrance to the city. You probably know this hot spot. There is just a parking lot for truckers and under the auspices of my main clients. Are you still here?" "

"oh ... yes, I'm here"

"Continue?"

"Well, of course!"

"So so. You can easily find me there. Well, suddenly, if you want to ask me for a date. Number 153. Or I'll be on the street. You can easily find me if you ask about" Slutty Diana "- everyone knows me here. By the way, I live I have a difficult adult child, but now he is with his stupid father in another state and I rarely see him. And now I seem to be a little pregnant. "

"Interesting..."

"Are you coming? Or have you changed your mind about asking for a date?"

Noticing that the stranger had stopped writing, Malcolm realized that he somehow got excited. But there was already a big smile on his face and he was pleased with himself and with how he had fun playing this fool.