And Andrea kept looking into the older man's eyes while he traced a finger along the outline of Jay's jaw.<em> "I've..always had a weakness for older men, you know. Cultivated and knowing what they want." </em><br/><br/>He smiled, ever so softly, with a gentle chuckle.<em> "It was usually easy to not fall for my clients. Most of them were...yes, you know. Not at all like you.</em>" He winked softly, but it was rather obvious what the meaning was, behind his words. Jay's thoughts probably were right. His clients mostly were ugly and fat, and generally not treating him overly well. It was the type who had to pay for a handsome man, because otherwise they never would get one.<br/><br/>Andrea couldn't help the soft grin to the part about him being a great lay, and he laughed softly.<em>"I think that I'm a fantastic lay, Signore." </em>He winked softly, playfully so, and with a great deal of self confidence.<br/><br/>And then he tilted his head, still caressing over jay's jawline, and then down to his chest, toying with the hair there again.<em> "What do you want to do now, hm? Get out of here, maybe?"</em>