on my commute
on my commute, in the mornings sometimes I get behind a lawn service truck with hunky young men riding in the back. I let 'em watch me practice fellatio on a huge banana for miles. They love it, watching a sixty year old distinguished looking gent go down on that 'nana.
One of em once scrawled a phone # on a piece of cardboard and handed it to me at a red light. That's another story.