This reminds me of the time our then very young son went to pee and yelled, “Ew, someone threw corn in the toilet!” Apparently whoever was in there before him, it didn’t all go done on the first flush.
To be fair, there wasn’t really advice being sought, it was more “please justify my adultery before I actually commit to it.”
So it was just a prostitute he was visiting? Is “professional cuddler” just another work around the law to facilitate paying for sex? Did Vice lie to me?
If I am paying for someone to touch me, it better be a professional massage. Honestly, the rates are probably similar.
Is he still around? I don’t wanna go airing out parts of the members-only advice board, but suffice it to say he was not fully understanding of what homebound agoraphobia really meant for his wife.