I like a WL and I can not lie

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Every time you meet a guy in Sydney, the first thought that will come to your mind will be "has this guy face fucked my love before?". Maybe your manager in the office has fucked her bareback? How about my peers? Heck, perhaps your favourite local Kebab seller has put 5 of his fingers inside her?

It will fuck with your head and eventually make you go crazy. Good luck!

This has got to be the height of insecurity.
Geesh.

how much of a beta loser you need to be to date a public toilet? Remember we're not talking about a private escort, it's free public prostitution where anyone with a couple hundred bucks can fuck your crush.

every time you have the urge, think about this:

did it ever occur to you how many indian uber drivers that bring your food delivery have cummed inside her mouth? Or imagine how many men you see on the CBD have licked her ass, or some drunk bogans have accidentally cummed inside her? yikes

you're welcome

"Indian Uber drivers"? The horror, the horror. "free public prostitution"? I don't know, but if she's charging "a couple hundred bucks" then that, by definition, is not free. Or maybe you think that a private escort is a superior person because she charges more? For those private escorts, CIM is CIM, independent of who it's from. Same with BB, or maybe you think skin defines character. That persistent neck pain you have is no doubt due to looking down on so many.

I do feel sorry for the providers who have to put up with the physical abusive customers but also the arrogant ones who think they're better... Two sides, same coin.

My guess is, you'd be the type, if things went south, you'd be crying at CenterLink about how unfair it is and you want help. Fine in Oz where that's possible. Where that's not a possibility, go be an expat in a foreign country where you don't speak the language and take a shit job to support your family. Methinks you'd be the type to say that that's beneath you, you would never sacrifice yourself to help family.

For me, that defines character, the thing you want in a partner. Because if you're considered family, then, in the trenches when the shit hits the fan, you'll stand back to back. But the person that thinks they're superior, "I couldn't do that", that's the type that bails out on you.

Personally, I never judge a person by their job nor their salary, but by their character. I hope that your handle is your idea of a joke; otherwise, there's this taint of self-loathing. For me, it's character, not caste.

Lot of assumptions in the above, but like the ole cliche, "Actions speak louder than words". I judge the providers by their actions, punters by their posts.