Email From A Former Trick

I received an email today from one of my former tricks. Yes — an email. Not a text. Not a phone call. An email. He was 50 years old when I met him years ago. I was 28 years old. He was the type that had something to lose. So, our communication methods were not of the ordinary. His email is not even him government name. We never texted back and forth. I remember I texted him once years ago. He was like uht uht. It’s because of his line of work, which is understandable. You have to secure the bag. I have thought about him periodically recently and over the past few years. I have no desire to do the things I used to do. I do not have a desire, need, or want to lay on my back or do anything sexual for money. I am glad those days are over. But you never know. . . like they say, “if the price is right, she just might”.