That was an afternoon concert, so had to get gas on my way home about 7:00pm. Well, I met this guy at the full service station. He was so damn cute in his white uniform and tattoos and conversation came easy. He had a quick sense of humor and a very sexy smile. We flirted and there was an immediate mutual attraction, so I gave him my number. Not long after I got home, my phone rings... so
The SAME DAY !!
#28 - Friday (7/18/86) – Then came Paul Richards, (22). He scored a (10). Yes, he was that good. I just can’t believe he was actually the same day that I did Billy Baker. But according to my list and diary, he was the same day. I am such a slut. But hey, I went from an 8 to a 10 the same day! Whoa, I’m good. I seize the opportunity.
Paul was your extreme bad boy. He had been through a lot, a poor childhood, in trouble, in jail, and misunderstood. But he was so very cute, with shoulder length blonde hair and deep brown eyes. He had a super skinny, rock hard body, and was a good dancer. He was so adventurous and wild and crazy, yet also passionate. We had such great sex.