An old house, a geek, a cute transvestite, a very tall lesbian, and at least one ghost–what could happen? – Adult situations and artistic nudity. Not suitable for children.
Ace: “At what point during the ‘buying me lunch’ does the sting, that is the entire reason you’re out here, destroy my entire life and reputation?”
Sharron: “What? NO! I mean I’m really going to buy you lunch!”
Ace: “And if I were anyone else, you’d be here promising me a ‘good time’, setting up a trap before a half dozen armed thugs in uniform burst in to beat me half to death with batons, put me on a ‘sex offender registry’ for the rest of my life –which is pretty much government mandated unemployment and homelessness — while publicly shaming me online… all for the ‘crime’ of believing a woman who offered consensual sex as an adult on terms she set and decided. How confident am I in my ‘specialness’ that I’m NOT a man whose life you’re intending to destroy, when you’re out here specifically as a predator hunting for a man to destroy his life? I’m sorry, but I’m just not that confident that I’m an exception to your obvious intent. It’s like a tiger promising a bunny rabbit it’s fine to come back to her lair for tea, because this is her ‘vegetarian hour’.”
Sharon: “I don’t like the way this conversation is going…”
Ace: “And I don’t like finding out the ‘nice’ officer I met before is more of a career criminal than anyone she’s ever arrested. I don’t think we should see each other socially anymore… OFFICER ‘Friendly’. If you come by our house again, be prepared to display a warrant, or we can talk through the locked door.”
Ace: “At what point during the ‘buying me lunch’ does the sting, that is the entire reason you’re out here, destroy my entire life and reputation?”
Sharron: “What? NO! I mean I’m really going to buy you lunch!”
Ace: “And if I were anyone else, you’d be here promising me a ‘good time’, setting up a trap before a half dozen armed thugs in uniform burst in to beat me half to death with batons, put me on a ‘sex offender registry’ for the rest of my life –which is pretty much government mandated unemployment and homelessness — while publicly shaming me online… all for the ‘crime’ of believing a woman who offered consensual sex as an adult on terms she set and decided. How confident am I in my ‘specialness’ that I’m NOT a man whose life you’re intending to destroy, when you’re out here specifically as a predator hunting for a man to destroy his life? I’m sorry, but I’m just not that confident that I’m an exception to your obvious intent. It’s like a tiger promising a bunny rabbit it’s fine to come back to her lair for tea, because this is her ‘vegetarian hour’.”
Sharon: “I don’t like the way this conversation is going…”
Ace: “And I don’t like finding out the ‘nice’ officer I met before is more of a career criminal than anyone she’s ever arrested. I don’t think we should see each other socially anymore… OFFICER ‘Friendly’. If you come by our house again, be prepared to display a warrant, or we can talk through the locked door.”