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It’s being two months of bliss and happiness for me. Robert is insatiable, it’s like I am a form of drug for him. We have had sex in every corner of his house, office, and even his elevator. Roberts plans very exotic, well thought out dates. Just last weekend he flew us out to Paris because I told him that one of my travel goals is to dine under the Eiffel tower. He pampers me and treats me like a queen. He sees me and my needs without me saying anything, he cajoled me into changing my entire wardrobe. I now have a hair stylist, nail technician and access to any kind of beauty treatment. I drew the line at him giving me an allowance or paying for an apartment for me, it reminds me too much of my mother.

I am not with him for any benefits I can get but because I have fallen in love with him. I don’t know if he loves me too and I am scared to find out. All my life no one has given me so much care and attention without wanting anything in return, I mean the great, hot sex is a bonus, but