Dear B. Traven,
Should I, a somewhat socially prominent and reasonably attractive 52 year-old woman, wearing black patent-leather four-inch Barneys heels and a Donna Karan coatdress, go into a Bergdorf Goodman's dressing room with a notoriously ill-behaved but likewise socially prominent adult male, a man I have never met before, to try on an undergarment--a filmy, lilac grey, lacy see-through bodysuit?
Dear E. Jean:
NO!
Dear B. Traven,
If I visit a client in a bad part of town and leave my car unlocked, should I be surprised if my expensive, after-market sound system is stolen?
Dear Dumbfuck:
NO!
Should I, a somewhat socially prominent and reasonably attractive 52 year-old woman, wearing black patent-leather four-inch Barneys heels and a Donna Karan coatdress, go into a Bergdorf Goodman's dressing room with a notoriously ill-behaved but likewise socially prominent adult male, a man I have never met before, to try on an undergarment--a filmy, lilac grey, lacy see-through bodysuit?
Dear E. Jean:
NO!
Dear B. Traven,
If I visit a client in a bad part of town and leave my car unlocked, should I be surprised if my expensive, after-market sound system is stolen?
Dear Dumbfuck:
NO!