The future porn startlet, or the dining room?
The startlet started quick & ended horribly.
The dining room was a crappy job, and there was kind of a feud with a girl, so she brownnosed into a promotion to be able to mess with me, and it was the only way she'd leave me alone.
I had fun when I was single.
I was talking with my wife about my "daytime girlfriend" who is pretty much a muse.
She's mid 30's, been with the same & only guy.
Since we got together when we were over 30, & I don't think about her past, especially since she's from the valley. But basically how neither one of us really has no interest in sleeping around, because of, well, everything we did until we met. And how it would be if it wasn't like that.
As far as the muse, google Susana's Spicy oyster metalmot.
I say no, but she has entirely different plans.
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