I’m A Swashbuckler

Some have called me a swashbuckler. A cross between a pirate and a spy. I revel in that, don’t you know?

Sometimes my relationships are a give and take. Requiring a parry and thrust. They can be a real duel. I like my women to be my equal. Fast and ready.  Sometimes the unexpected happens. Sometimes clothes are shed. I need to be ready, too.



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