I remember it as if it was just 3 decades ago. I held the door open for her since I was taught to be a perfect gentleman like President Trump. That infuriated her and she raped my tender ass for hours right there on the sidewalk, allegedly. Since this activity is normal in NYC, none of the evil city dwellers stopped to help or even make eye contact. A few tourists thought we were street performers and generously dropped dimes and nickels on the bloody concrete as they applauded my realistic screams. I do appreciate the $83.00 I made that first night. By the end of the week, I had enough to purchase a new Pontiac and drive back home. I will be happy to pick her out of a lineup if needed.