texts: Trumpet Davis, I like the way you play saxophone, but your name's Trumpet. I like the way you make me want to be a more mysterious, more multi-leveled person. I'd like to buy you a drink and then maybe take off your jacket, then I'd put on your jacket.
labels: Hold on a second, Rick. I get that you're nervous about talking to me. Hey, I'm a little nervous too. How about this? Instead of us putting on each other's clothes, why don't we take all of our clothes off and leave them there, and then do sex together.