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My customers are the really abundant and well-known: leading models, professional athletes, vocalists, actresses, and even royals. All filled with loan. In my line of duty cash is not an element; I get effectively paid and constantly what I ask for. That's one of the privileges when you're in a league of your own.
The cost I have to pay is living a hush hush life of secrecy and making certain I'm in no method associated with my customers. And I'm continually checked and under scrutiny of a physician who works for MI5. This gives me clearance with even the most sensitive contacts, like the princesses of Britain and Monaco.
I do whatever my customers desire me to do, I know no limits thinking about sex. All my clients are at least 18 years old, and I work strictly without prophylactics. Money shots are of no interest to my clients, and the interactions are never tape-recorded.
Otherwise I'm into anything. I'm in some cases even utilized for reproducing, which the result I'm having offspring that are also children of the famous. I'm specifically used for this purpose by lesbians. A pussy is a pussy, so to me it's all the very same.
I'm not an escort who red wines and dines the ladies, I'm strictly there for the sex. I can go on continuous for a long time and only come on commando, just like the finest male porn stars.For the sake of discreetness I'm either already in the hotel suite of my client when she arrives, or I'm escorted in by her security detail. When she finished her lecture at the Ziggo Dome she was ushered to my Prinsengracht loft instead of her hotel suite.
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One day a man approached me at the bar. Suit, friendly, quiet handsome. He said he had seen my longing for the women, the way I observed them on the beach. He asked me if I had actually discovered the ladies' desire for me. I had not. He explained to me they did. He informed me there was something that made the girls want me, physically. They wished to make love with me. Was it my physique, I asked him. That might be part of it, he stated, however not always so. Surely women are more brought in to handsome guys, however that's not enough for them to want to make love. Truly wishing to make love, beyond a short lived vision. Like a burning desire that needs to be extinguished. He made certain I had that tourist attraction.
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