I think I have met the man of my dreams.
You can skip the first two paragraphs if legal shit bores you.
Ok here's the back story. I had a shady landlord who had trouble paying his bills. With him I agreed that I would pay him rent out of my student loan monies. He welched on his obligations, did not pay for trash pick up. So I sue him. The bank sues him to foreclose the building and gets posession. No one can find him to bring him to court. The bank, only after I complain about code violations sues me for "Forcible entry and detainer". I go to court and demand a Jury. Planning to use the defense that I had this verbal amendment to my lease and that this is little more than retaliation and discrimination against me because I am TS.
Before it goes to trial I write him a letter offering a settlement. After some wrangling. I get their case dropped if I move out by the end of the month, which was the last month on my lease anyway, Don't have to pay them a dime, but waive my right to sue them as well. That's no rent paid since May. It's like I made $2400. :-) I go into court this morning expecting some old fat guy and instead.....
He was, as Mimi's gay children say, a papi. In an earlier thread it was asked of us girls to describe our perfect men and for me here he was. Almost perfect. 6' athletic, brown eyes, a Lawyer at a down town lawfirm, just a bit older than me, he knows my T and dosen't seem to care. If we had been in the elevator leaving the courtroom alone it would have been hard for me to hold off sucking his cock right then. I got a strong vibe that if it would not be a conflict of interest he would have taken me to lunch or asked me out. I am floating on a cloud right now. Praise be to Allah! I hope he ask me out after this matter is closed.
Or was he just being a good lawyer by giving me that impression. What says the room?