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In my line of responsibility money is not a factor; I get really well paid and constantly what I ask for. That's one of the benefits when you're in a league of your own.
The price I need to pay is living a hush hush life of secrecy and making sure I'm in no other way connected with my clients. And I'm continuously tested and under analysis of a medical professional who works for MI5. This gives me clearance with even the most sensitive contacts, like the princesses of Britain and Monaco.
I do everything my clients want me to do, I understand no limits considering sex. All my customers are at least 18 years old, and I work strictly without prophylactics. Cash shots are of no interest to my clients, and the interactions are never taped.
I'm in some cases even used for reproducing, which the result I'm having offspring that are also kids of the popular. I'm especially used for this purpose by lesbians.
I'm not an escort who white wines and dines the women, I'm strictly there for the sex. I can go on uninterrupted for a long time and only come on commando, simply like the finest male pornography stars.For the sake of discreetness I'm either already in the hotel suite of my client when she shows up, or I'm accompanied in by her security information. 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 guy approached me at the bar. Match, friendly, quiet good-looking. He stated he had actually seen my yearning for the girls, the method I observed them on the beach. He asked me if I had actually observed the girls' 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 desired to have sex with me. Was it my physique, I asked him. That might be part of it, he said, however not always so. Certainly girls are more drawn in to handsome guys, however that's insufficient for them to wish to make love. Actually wishing to make love, beyond a fleeting musing. Like a burning desire that has actually to be extinguished. He made certain I had that tourist attraction.
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