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My “Dinner with Aubrey”, with its unforgettable “meal”, left me absolutely euphoric. She’d now given me two incredible experiences of love-making, allowing me to pleasure her to climax three times between the two encounters. I could die happy, believe me. For as long as I’d had a crush on, and then been fully in love with and married to her, my only desire had been to make her happy – in any way possible. If physically pleasuring her contributed to her happiness, then I was happy. I’d not really thought about anything other than what I could do for her because that was what made me happy. (Ironically, that makes me sound selfish.) In my view, her willingness to allow me to do for her was incredibly generous. But, she went on to show me just how generous she could be.

Taylor Swift sat back in disbelief, looking over the desk to her agent who had an apologetic look on his face as he explained to her just what her own private company had found out. Taylor had arranged her own warm up acts from among her group of friends so she could not only help her friends get more exposure but also so that she could go on tour and spend all the time with her friends as well. Everything had been going perfectly until one tabloid comment too many had gotten to her friend and now, the blonde headed mega star was left with one act down.