Monica, let me say that I mean "flake" not in the industry sense of the word, but in the reality sense of the word. You come off a bit dizzy, but I'll take your word that you can be relied upon to arrive on time to fuck and suck some random dude.

If you liked to "party" (and by "party" I of course mean to hoover up big fat rails of cocaine), I'd love to hook up with you and to at least attempt to fuck you with my big fat cock before the coke dick set in. I realize the party girls are the ones who aren't all that reliable, and have read on your blog where you say you keep away from the drugs, so I don't have a lot of hope for this scenario. But your smooth, smooth skin and tight ass -- I would love to set out a small (okay, a big) bump of coke on your asshole and snort it up before lapping away at your sweet looking pussy (I hope it's got a musky tang) -- make the idea one to cling to.

Give prostitution another think, Monica! It's like being a porn whore, but more private.

Or, if you prefer the romance, let's meet for a cup of coffee. Do you ever make it up to Silicon Valley?