Don't care if it's cocaine breakfast skinny.
Remember those cocaine thin lazy waitresses who never worked out but still got your pecker happy?
You know you do.
Well you pretty much nailed that one.
The waitresses who look all
waitressy in the
morning afternoon when you go down for breakfast, but when they show up later that night halfway through the 2nd set as dolled up as they can get, the juices begin to flow. In those times one
must do what one sometimes
did do.
Strippers were usually surprisingly far less promiscuous. Took some legwork but that's what Mondays and Tuesdays were for with far less chance for crotch rot when the week was over.
