Dear Auntie DD

Dear Auntie DD,

I am a world-famous billionaire who works hard, plays hard, and fucks even harder. I’ve fucked my way through the world’s most beautiful models, actresses and pop stars without wanting anything more than a hot one-night stand, so why am I suddenly obsessed with this clutzy mousy haired brunette who took my order at the coffee shop downstairs? When she tried to help me wipe the coffee off my pants, I had to turn away, because I couldn’t let her see how hard I was. WTF is wrong with me?

Sincerely,
What Just Happened

Dear WJH,

Surely, in your business life, you’ve learned to recognize unexpected opportunities. They can happen in your personal life, too.

Don’t analyse — fantasize. Take her home and trust your instincts. You can thank me later.

Waiting for my wedding invitation,
Auntie DD

Auntie DD is our agony aunt in residence for all those awkward questions our dear characters so like to struggle with.