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The cost I have to pay is living a hush hush life of secrecy and making certain I'm in no other way related to my customers. And I'm continuously tested and under analysis of a doctor who works for MI5. This offers me clearance with even the most sensitive contacts, like the princesses of Britain and Monaco.
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One day a guy approached me at the bar. Fit, friendly, peaceful good-looking. He said he had actually observed my longing for the girls, the way I observed them on the beach. He asked me if I had actually discovered the girls' desire for me. I had not. He explained to me they did. He informed me there was something that made the ladies want me, physically. They wanted to make love with me. Was it my physique, I asked him. That could be part of it, he stated, however not necessarily so. Undoubtedly ladies are more drawn in to good-looking guys, however that's not enough for them to wish to make love. Actually wishing to make love, beyond a fleeting vision. Like a burning desire that has to be snuffed out. He made certain I had that destination.
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