In the back of the cab I remember laughing to myself and repeating over and over, “Oh my god. I can’t believe I’m doing this.”I was completely...sober, and here I was being driven to a bar that I had never been to, alone at 12:30 at night. No one even knew I had left. As I was pulling up, I could see some women spilling out of the club onto the back patio. Another shot of fear coursed through me. I paid the driver, who was smirking when he said "good luck", and took a deep breath.At the door, I. So pardon me for being impulsive, but I might not get another chance to meet you so I need to take advantage of this opportunity. Will you have dinner with me?" I think that Amber Pryce would love to have dinner with Robert Abbott." Please call me Deuce. I've never cared much for Robert." Deuce makes you sound like a gambler - a card shark - so if you don't like Robert I'll call you Bobby."I had my dinner date with Bobby and before it was over I was hooked. I was on my elbows and knees and. And you know what happens? I think 'ewww' and usually just press the block button. Nine times out of ten it is not sexy, it's not attractive. It looks like a shaved rat that has been tied in a knot by a balloon modeler. I'm sorry to break this news to you. Don't get me wrong, I like dicks. I like looking at pictures of dicks, but there are two things here. The first is an obvious and important one, a Public Service Announcement: DO NOT SEND PEOPLE PICTURES OF YOUR COCK WITHOUT ASKING THEM. Jenny, would you do me a big favor and keep an eye on the girls while Irun out. I won't be gone more than an hour."Mrs. Johnson's request took me by surprise."Are you sure, Mrs. Johnson? I don't know the first thing about being ababysitter." Just let your maternal instinct guide you," Mrs. Johnson said with agrin."What's that?" I asked her?"Oh," she explained, "that's what helps mother animals to care for theiryoung." Well," I kidded her back, "if you're right, it's going to be a whilebefore I.