Me, after the deed HAHA "Pasensya ka na ha. Niratrat ko bibig mo. Nanggigigil kasi talaga ako eh." It sounded more like a post-porn flick script rather than a real apology. That's the kind of "apology" that you sure would just readily accept--an admission of fault that you would just "awwww" at the sound of. haha. A lot can be said about men for hire and on how they're engineered to give you as you please, and I have learned to accept that. But few, out there, are just teeming with sincere concern, politeness, and sweetness that you just feel a tad too Rihanna. You are the only woman in the world. Haha. Okay. Enough of my always-over-expanded prologues. Moving on to the subject: JACOB. It was one of those days when the virtual gap between beki and hot masseur seem too thin that Jacob, upon going back to Manila from days of rest in the province, became available for an impromptu meetup. It's true what the