Liam Sabbers, Professional Boyfriend
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Hello possible patron, and welcome to my website. My name is Liam Sabbers. I'm currently sixteen years old and make my living as a professional boyfriend. Yes, you heard right, professional boyfriend. Need a good looking guy to bring home to your parents, a polite date to your prom, or just someone to cuddle with for the day and watch cheesy movies? That's what I'm here for.
For a wee fee of fifteen dollars an hour (prices may vary) I will provide my services as your very own boyfriend. For fifteen dollars, I am willing to partake in any formal, or everyday occasion you would need my services for. However, I do NOT partake in any forms of sexual activity. Hand holding and light pecks on the cheek are acceptable, but full on lip kisses are extra. For more information, feel free to contact me. I don't bite...unless you want me to.
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