As anticipated, there is an event with my colleagues from the bank that I have to attend on Tuesday evening. But it’s all over by 8pm. Why didn’t I arrange to meet D?
I have some work I could do so I go back to my hotel, set up my laptop, and order some room service for my evening meal. Later, I’m feeling bored so I log on to gay.com. Why didn’t I arrange to visit D?
I get chatting to a few guys, and one turns out to be in another hotel, very very close to the hotel I’m staying in. He’s a bit older than I am, and quite stocky too, so not really my type. None the less I visit him, strip for him, and let him jerk me off. Afterwards I feel sordid. Why didn’t I arrange to visit D?
Friday, April 01, 2005
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