and I discovered I could make excuses pretty quickly to exit the potential exchange.

Well, now, he _does_ have a pretty face. Then again, so do I… and I got propositioned a time or two at greyhound bus terminals and train stations as a teenager… and in my 20s… and 30s… cash in their right hand pointed towards me, ready for action.

Didn’t need it nor did the deed seem worth the $$$ even if I did, but it was nice getting the offer.. kinda. Somewhere between flattered and “ok, when’s my ride coming?”, heavier on the latter.. and I discovered I could make excuses pretty quickly to exit the potential exchange.

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