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My clients are the extremely abundant and well-known: leading models, professional athletes, vocalists, starlets, and even royals. All loaded with money. In my line of task money is not a factor; I get very well paid and constantly what I ask for. That's one of the opportunities 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 way related to my clientele. And I'm constantly evaluated and under analysis of a doctor who works for MI5. This gives me clearance with even the most delicate contacts, like the princesses of Britain and Monaco.
I do whatever my customers desire me to do, I understand 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 customers, and the interactions are never ever tape-recorded.
Otherwise I'm into anything. I'm often even used for breeding, which the outcome I'm having offspring that are also children of the popular. I'm specifically utilized 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 wines and dines the women, I'm strictly there for the sex. I can go on uninterrupted for a long time and just come on task force, simply like the finest male porn stars.For the sake of discreetness I'm either currently in the hotel suite of my customer when she arrives, or I'm accompanied in by her security detail. When she finished her lecture at the Ziggo Dome she was ushered to my Prinsengracht loft rather of her hotel suite.
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One day a male approached me at the bar. Suit, friendly, peaceful good-looking. He stated he had actually seen my yearning for the girls, the way I observed them on the beach. He asked me if I had actually discovered the women' desire for me. I had not. He discussed to me they did. He informed me there was something that made the girls want me, physically. They wished to have sex with me. Was it my body, I asked him. That might be part of it, he said, but not always so. Surely women are more drawn in to good-looking males, but that's insufficient for them to desire to have sex. Truly wanting to make love, beyond a short lived vision. Like a burning desire that needs to be extinguished. He was sure I had that tourist attraction.
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