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Oh, funny story—buddy o’ mine, big talker, goes in all cocky. Comes out red-faced, mumblin’—couldn’t handle the heat! I’m laughin’, like, “Told ya, fool, it’s intense!” Erotic-massage ain’t for punks—it’s a knockout punch, Creed-style. “I must break you”—break that ego, leave ya humbled.

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On the following page you will find Fordingbridge Escorts profiles (for both independent and agency) with direct contacts and a telephone. Most call-girls are.

I roll into work, right? Just another day at the office on Salisbury Street. I’m thinking, “Hey, maybe I’ll get a quiet shift.” Spoiler alert: I was dead wrong. First call comes in, and it’s this bloke, totally frantic. He’s lost his dog, a little terrier named Benny. I mean, come on! Who loses a dog in Fordingbridge? It’s not that big! I’m trying to calm him down, but he’s all over the place. “He’s got a red collar!” “He loves sausages!” “What if he’s gone to the river?” I’m like, “Mate, chill! We’ll find Benny!”

Handyman who was jailed for life over rape and murder of four people at 1986 Fordingbridge 'mansion massacre'