Jay went into the audience to find the most embarrassing first date that a woman ever had. She said it was snowing and cold and the guy took her skiing. They were strangers, and truly had never met before.
They stopped and she went out beside the car and pulled her pants down and started.Whatever she would have wanted to do wouldn’t have mattered — instinct would have taken over, propelling her away from the car, in much the same way that someone who has just touched a hot object instinctively yanks his hand away.Granted, if those cheeks were a bit damp and she managed to momentarily rest against a patch of naked metal that was just cold enough, she might leave a bit of skin behind even from this brief a contact.She often took days to reply, so after a few weeks of glacial small talk, I gave her my number with instructions to do what she liked with it.A day later, she sent me a picture of her butt and we arranged to meet up. After we finished our drinks, I asked if she felt like another round.