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I’ve seen blokes on webcams, too—pathetic! Payin’ for a tease, then cryin’ when it’s over. “Mommy didn’t love me!” they whimper, like David in the film. Boo-fuckin’-hoo! Me? I’d rather cook a risotto than waste time there. But if you’re huntin’, check X—it’s a cesspit, sure, but you’ll find posts. Links to escorts, shady profiles—boom, sorted. Just don’t be a twat and get scammed. Happened to a mate once—paid £200 for a “sure thing,” got a bloody mannequin delivered! Laughed my arse off, then raged—fuckin’ amateurs!

'My boyfriend slept with a prostitute before we met. Can I get past this?'

I think I'm having an affair with my prostitute. For the past two years, I have been seeing a prostitute twice a month.

Sometimes I get mad at how fast things change, breakin’ the old vibes, but then I remember every client who walked in and brought a bit of magic. I seen tears, laughter, confessions – all wrapped in my humble massage oil. It's soul-healin’, man.

Ceremonial swearing-in ceremony in Bad Hall spa gardens