HOUSEBOY TIME
It's time for me to try putting up a personal ad for a houseboy again. Last time didn't work because some cunt in Renton stole my picture and the text of my ad for use in attracting her own houseboy and sucked up all my potential ad-respondants (some of them even wrote to me accusing ME of being my own imposter!).

I am sick of my toenails going unpolished, my carpet going unswept, and my toilet bowl going unscrubbed. I need some guy who wants to be relieved of the task of making his own decisions all the time. Some guy who will walk to the grocery store with me, carry the basket, and will look like a regular guy but will be wearing something inconspicuous to mark him as my chattel. Some guy whose efforts will be rewarded with my relief, delighted smile, and relaxed receptive demeanor once the mundane tasks are out of the way. Some guy who will RELISH the opportunity to smell my dirty panties before he launders them -- some guy who will feel privileged just to kneel at my feet and place his sweet head in my lap.
posted by Trixie at 1/15/2002 10:17:00 PM -