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Physically repulsive, disgusting even, morally reprehensible and intellectually lowest level - that's how I remember my affair with the "womanizer" Moby... a primitive, sex-driven man, a puffy body, the breath of cold smoke, the smell of old sweat; hidden somewhere between the belly fat strangely deformed genitals, which forced him to a preference for the oral. I had an Adonis for a husband and destroyed my marriage, my wonderful family and my children's future for THAT, for some inane and primitive smoothing, for a bit of listening and handsome doggy eyes...

This is my story.
Read it if you have the courage to do so, and maybe learn how to defend yourself against the dirty tricks of the so-called womanizers and how to prevent the destruction they cause.