He glanced over. "How do you mean?" he asked.
Smiling, she shrugged. "Normally I'll meet a guy, he'll have heard from another guy that I'll suck c**k on the first date and he'll ask me out. It will be halfway through dinner and he'll ask me if I can give him a blowjob. If he's polite, he'll wait until we're on the way back to my apartment. I love sucking c**k, so I'll agree to it. Then, of course, he'll realize that I've had a number of guys c*m in my mouth and have some macho male ego problem with it, and I'll never hear from them again, unless it's to get another blowjob."
He sighed, feeling sorry for her.
"I don't do that, by the way," she said. "If a guy can't text me back the next day, I block his number."
"I'm not gonna judge you about your past," Dexter said, leaning over and ki
