Yeah, never fails...
Sunday morning, I went downstairs to wait for my soul sister and her husband, and our friend to come down for breakfast. As I was exiting the elevator and using my cane, this cute guy held the door open for me. He looked me up and down (why do they think that blatantly doing that is a turn-on?) and proceeded to hand me one of the little hotel envelopes that has the room key and number. Seriously?? He leaned in and said, "come up in about an hour and I'll make you scream to your island god. I promise to pull your hair like I know you like." WHAT. THE. F***?!?!?!?!?!?!?!
Okay I know that I'm here for an author event and my Faves write erotic romance, but getting propositioned in the lobby? What is it about me that attracts this? I think it's my ass. Really. I think it is. Ugh.
Guess what my response was. Go ahead.
How about now?
I looked down at his crotch, licked my lips, leaned in and whispered into his ear, "You have to have a dick not be one before you can attempt that. From what I can see, you don't." Then slipped his key and envelope into his waistband. LOL!
<Sigh> My life is never freaking boring.