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All I needed was a straightforward answer to a very specific question, but apparently, Google wasn’t as helpful as I thought it would be. How to hire an escort. Simple, right? Except nothing useful was coming up.
“Hey, Tony, my left nut dangles better than you,” Ari quipped as Tampa’s forward staggered back to his bench.
“Nothing says you’re in love more than a dick tattoo,” he told me with a wink, sounding like he was quoting someone.
“You know, I always thought Smurfette was hot when I was a kid, so blue works for me. But I’m not so sure about the shaving part. If you do that, I won’t be able to hold onto it as I fuck you from behind.”

