Drunk me and I are different. I'd never tell anyone out in public what I do. Drunk me was telling women in pubs in Belfast what sober me would do to them on my massage table whilst their partners watched in awe. Fortunately, I look different each time I change my hair style/colour or if I have it up or down. Thank fuck. Most of my clients would tell you 2nd visit, only my noodles would convince them I was the same person.
I digress. Drunk me is into straight women (for the challenge I think) and is scared shirtless of lesbians. So she's not much fun. Still doesn't think b4 she talks but... we're not the same. She is SOOOOO nice. I'm not.