University of Nevada's student newspaper columnist Jordan Butler visits a brothel for material for his final piece before he graduates. No sex, just cuddling and discussing a wide variety of topics.
Minutes later we were in Toni’s bedroom. There were stuffed animals hanging in a net from the ceiling. A boombox on one of her cabinets was blasting Ludacris. I apparently didn’t look like a Ludacris fan, so she changed the music to Dave Matthews Band. Matthews’s bluesy acoustic guitar began as Toni rested her head on my chest.“So do you want to talk or just sit here in silence?” Toni said.
“Oh, I want to talk!”
“Well, what do you want to talk about?”
Politics. We talked about the grueling contest between Hillary Clinton and Barack Obama. She liked Clinton, but since she had never seen Obama speak, I told her to look him up on the Internet. “He’s hot,” I said. “You’ll have a crush on him instantly. Hell, I do! I have a total man-crush on Obama!” She laughed.
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