I am not a dominatrix sugar momma (or homeless).
When I was 15 my mom and I went out to get sushi. We were waiting for a table, so she decided to wait inside and I decided to wait outside (it was crowded and I wanted to hang out with mom as little as possible). I was dressed pretty gothy at the time, but was clean and well groomed. An overweight homeless man in his thirties wearing nothing but black leather (lace up pants, buckle boots, zippered jacket, stupid hat) sat next to me and started talking about how he is a bisexual submissive and into pain and all sorts of other horrible things and he is looking for a sugar momma dominatrix with a nice house to take care of him, and am I interested? I politely declined just as a businessman approached, commented on what a cute couple we are, and asked us if he can buy us some McDonalds. I reply, "That's sweet, but I'm waiting for sushi." The business man gave me a horrible look, probably assuming I am some sort of homeless snob. At that point I decided to wait inside.
(cnidaria0 Cnidaria, Fri 3 Jul 2009, 10:03, 1 reply)

I quite like this,
"waiting for sushi" I can imagine his face! Not drugs, not alchomahol, sushi!
I think you should have waited

Oh yes, have a click
( Blind Meach Cautiously optimistic, Fri 3 Jul 2009, 11:56, closed)