And Then There Were None

The problem with my sexual economy is that the supply never matches the demand.

Perhaps when I have more of an income, I will invest in an apartment that could house two people. I could get a live-in handyman/sex slave who work in exchange for food and shelter.

Me: John, I need the sink fixed.
Me: But first, I need my ass pounded in the kitchen for an hour.
John: Okay! Which lube do you want?
Me: Oh I dunno, surprise me okay handsome?

See? It’d be so handy. He could probably do small remodels and home improvement too. I could finally get the bathroom floor tiled properly.


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