(Rotterdam Hill)

Are you a wealthy guy looking for a trophy wife? Do you feel the need to prove to people that you're powerful enough to attract a woman half your age? Let's not pretend this is something it's not. Girls in their 20s don't marry men in their 50s for love. Half of marriages end in divorce so we might as well be honest about it from the start. I will be a long-term hooker. Don't kid yourself that we actually enjoy blowing on a piece of meat that's half a century old. You're rich, I'm gorgeous. You have something I want and I have something you want. I'll laugh at your jokes and gaze at you lovingly in front of all your friends. I'll be the consummate hostess at dinner parties and fundraisers. I'll wear a short skirt and serve snacks when the boys come over for poker nights. I'll give you a couple of beautiful babies, if you promise to get a nanny. I'll play tennis and dabble in charity work and fuck your best friends. I'll develop an alcohol problem and become addicted to prescription drugs. I'll take a regular shafting from my personal trainer while you continue to bone every piece of ass that comes your way. I'll work out twice a day and spend a fortune on my hair, skin, nails, clothes and make-up so that I look immaculate at all times. I'll have liposuction, breast implants, facelifts and a third breast and tummy tucks. Even when you're on your death bed and I'm days away from finally scooping the jackpot, I'll still look like a cheerleader with her face caught in a wind tunnel. I'm not some trailer trash who doesn't know her chardonnay from her zinfandel; I'm educated, sophisticated and extremely well-maintained. Send me an email with details of net worth, cars, zip codes, pre-nup etc. If your bank balance has less than seven figures, don't waste my time. I can provide you with a full resume, portfolio and references.



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