Anything but romance.
....The swans intrigued me, so I consented to a second date. It ended badly when he wanted to give me a full body massage with scented oils.
"What the hell is wrong with these men?" I demanded of Mick. "Have they no pride? Can't they just scratch their balls and offer me a can of Budweiser? Why must I always be tormented with moonlight and roses?"
"You poor lamb," Mick said. Page 37
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