What a to-do! I was contacted by a gorgeous young lady from the colonies - with whom, incidentally, I hold no grudge: the lady nor the colonies. So, no names, no pack drill, not even a geography-shaming, 'though you can tell God's not from there because of all the nasty ways a person can die. Anyway... I was pootling on the Ritz, as one does, and this young lady offered me assignations of a textual nature, commending my pictures and basically calling me gorgeous and perverted and a good candidate for slavery. Who am I to argue, right? She said she wants me as her exclusive property because o… Read more