I like Chris' question. Good man, Chris.
Mine would be: No one can predict the path their life will take, hence no one ever knows what they'll be doing in ten years. Have you given any thought to how you'll handle being a 40-year-old PTA mother of three and having those pics surface?
Too serious a question, I fully admit, and one that would no doubt cast a pall on a fun "Q&A" session, but I like to think about these things.
FB...I used to do phone sex and one of the things that totally surprised me was the number of times I *wasn't* faking it. I had some fantastic regulars that I really liked, great guys, and I did tend to get into the spirit of the thing, so-to-speak, with these guys. One was an older gentleman who liked telling me stories of his glory days as a young sailor at the USO. One wrote historical novels and I was able to drop the perfect names of authors I read when I was younger. (Who knew that reading Thomas Costain would get me off? I'm almost certain the late Mr. Costain never did.) One was a delightfully freaky little old dude who could cum seven times in one phone call. I do NOT know how he did it, but he called a lot and always managed it. (He certainly wasn't faking it and I felt the obligation to hold up the reputaion of younger women. Besides - how the hell often do *I* get to be "the younger woman"???)
I once knew a lesbian prostitute/massage parlor worker who showed up at the gay bar where I hung out wide-eyed and trembling. She'd had her first and only orgasm with a customer and was in shock. She hadn't thought she could cum with a male, finding them pleasant in many respects but certainly not sexually.
How I do go on....