good grief
WELL, all I will say about the gals being glad to see me is: I haven't been there in ages... unlike, ahem, some udder guys. Herbert says I am the patron saint of working girls, but I seem to recall some udder guy, ahem, telling me they luv me only 'cause I buy them Presidentes. It's a cruel, cruel world.
I believe it's much better to tie someone up for fun, not profit. Use genuine silk scarves and a real feather duster for the ticklish spots. I bought one of those car polishing gloves, kinda like fake fur, for my ex... and hell, it never got used.
Why must you mention, nay "publish" the painful memories?

Not kind!
But you gave me an idea, thanks. Mustang Sally-- that's the song Rob & I will sing next time he's in town. heehee.