I’ve mentioned this before, but I once traded a blow job for chocolate.
I desperately wanted to gorge on some chocolate but could not for the life of me, be bothered to walk the 300meters that separated our flat from the shop down the road.
I traded a blow job for my boyfriend if he would get me some.
While he was out, I put a white sheet on the dining table, and laid there naked, looking all sacrificial.
It was a good day.
Drove 35 miles at 1 a.m. in my clapped out 63 Impala while on leave. Arrived to find that the swingers I intended to meet were not in their 30’s as I mistakenly assumed, but in their 60s. Still banged, had a great time. Was 21.
Started watching their favorite animes/ tv shows
Didn’t work, but damn were they good shows
Took my shirt off on a street corner in the shitty part of town. I’m a girl.
It would have worked, but the person was so awkward I couldn’t tell they were trying to bang too.
Edit: Should clarify, we were drunk. I’m not just taking off my shirt on random street corners sober.