

I am a muse with a soft spot for strays. I curate sexual and financial talent and then it leaves the nest when it’s ready. I’ve made peace with it because I too just move on to the next thing. But like, if you are broke and horny and we date long term, history suggests that within 3 years you’ll be clearing $150k and fucking with your feet behind your head. It keeps happening and I can’t explain it, but I also don’t hate it.
I feel like in the third act, my harem of wealthy exes is going to unite to do something great.

My current wife is a bit picky with thirds. But she did get promoted recently so check back in like 6 months.