temptress
TUTORIAL: Keep Your Enemies Close, Your Vixens Closer
In my early years of evil I kept a troop of stunning twenty-somethings around me purely for ego reasons. It was the 80s and coke was basically free once you hit the international waters where my operations were, so maintaining an endless parade of jaw-dropping dry-sockets around cost less than it would have if I was feeding them. I didn’t realize it at the time, but those doughy-eyed super-models saved my life at least a dozen times. › Continue reading
