I was bummed because she was so cute, perfect figure and age for me, we arranged dinner at a good restaurant the next evening, we were in touch until 5:30 pm, then nothing, nada, niet and I went to have a pizza.
Originally Posted by essence
Probably just as well ended there. I lost interest in the "jazz pianist" when she rolled her eyes while confessing her ignorance of Duke Ellington. I was tempted to say his real name was Arthur Wellesley, the Duke of Ellington, but didn't because my patience was too short to further endure that moron. Hey, I like me a hot nitwit, as well as any man, but not one with pretensions to accomplishment....bullshit hooker ads exempted, though, out of necessity. Of course!