heartlesshellcat

Got a last minute dinner invite from Jimmy, who started out as my hair-dude but who is now also on my best bud-list. At 630 I took a quick shower and by 740 I was at the salon where he works to pick him up. Three gin-n-tonics and a glass of CabSauv later, we decided to call it a night. I hung out at his place for a couple hours, playing with his puppies (two Boston Terriers - SO sweet! such little lovers) and talking about what every girl and gay guy talk about: hot men, cock, pussy, Divas Gone Wrong, and Crimes of Fashion.

Below is a pic of us having dinner. I'm glad I got out for a while. It's good for me.