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In my line of task cash is not an element; I get extremely well paid and constantly what I ask for. That's one of the privileges when you're in a league of your own.
The price I have to pay is living a hush hush life of secrecy and ensuring I'm in no other way connected with my clients. And I'm continuously tested and under scrutiny of a physician 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 know no limits considering sex. All my clients are at least 18 years old, and I work strictly without prophylactics. Cash shots are of no interest to my customers, and the interactions are never ever recorded.
I'm in some cases even used for breeding, which the result I'm having offspring that are likewise children of the well-known. I'm particularly used for this purpose by lesbians.
I'm not an escort who red wines and dines the ladies, I'm strictly there for the sex. I can go on undisturbed for a long time and only come on commando, simply like the finest male pornography stars.For the sake of discreetness I'm either currently in the hotel suite of my client when she gets here, or I'm escorted in by her security information. When she completed 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. Match, friendly, quiet handsome. He said he had observed my yearning for the ladies, the way I observed them on the beach. He asked me if I had seen the women' desire for me. I had not. He described to me they did. He told me there was something that made the ladies desire me, physically. They wanted to have sex with me. Was it my body, I asked him. That could be part of it, he said, but not necessarily so. Definitely girls are more attracted to handsome males, but that's not enough for them to wish to make love. Truly desiring to make love, beyond a fleeting musing. Like a burning desire that needs to be snuffed out. He was sure I had that destination.
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