Re: Jack P/Newt P
I recall I called Bukowski Mephistopheles once, and she thought it was appropriate for a companion. [...] You don't want it to be obligation? I'm not particularly obliging and I haven't remotely paid attention before. Tell me about the travels.
Oh, I stopped in to dry off, get waved across the bar by a madman, who proceeds to continue to get wasted, proposition a man from across the bar who I don't think was of that persuasion judging by his reaction, and intermittently hit on me. Until he was hit. Not on, hit. He got dragged out and I got landed with his bar bill.