She told me to be honest. So I said, “You’re the second-best I’ve ever had.”Then made her beg to be the first.Now she calls me Sir in three languages.

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She told me to be honest. So I said, “You’re the second-best I’ve ever had.”Then made her beg to be the first.Now she calls me Sir in three languages.

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