Birthday mode today, basically — and yeah, I’m here for a limited time only.
I’m catered to upscale gentlemen only; I can’t book no black men, sorry guys. And I do outcalls only.
I can host, or we can keep it how you’d like, which is always a little different from what I hear people expect. I see couples too, and I do dinner dates, FaceTimes, and movie-style nights — night out, night in.
Anyway, I take my last client at 3 AM, and there’s verification required. Wait — I also need two hour advance notice.
If you want my menu, ask me for it. Cool. And about the rest… no clock watching, no time wasting when we’re together — it’s all about you, I guess.
If you have to ask how much you can’t afford it, then that’s that. That “how much” part always trips people up, like okay, it’s not a game.
I’m in Ocala, Florida, so dinner dates and nights out around there are the usual move. Hit me up and we’ll line up a date, then keep it moving with that two hour advance notice, okay.
