L-o-n-g story short. I was enjoying an evening out dressed at a drag show in L.A. about 30 years ago. I noticed an older gentleman eyeing me. I went over to him and we had a nice conversation. We exchanged phone numbers and I went out with him a couple of times. On one occasion we wound up in his hotel room. We got as far as kissing--passionately. I felt dirty afterwards. We went no farther than passionate kissing. I never called him again. These some 30 years later I still feel dirty when I think about it. No thanks. This girl's had her fun.
Joni
