He asked me what my s***** fantasy was. I lied and said I didn’t have one.

How can I possibly explain to him more than anything I would love to be ducked by a richer, older, powerful and succesful married man in a fancy hotel suite hot tub with rose petals and chocolate and music, overlooking the city skyline at night, when he himself will never in his lifetime come close to that?

How can I tell him that someone offered me a small piece of that but I didn’t take the chance?

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