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I won the genetic lottery, and you won the privilege of paying Me. It's really a very simple concept. It's been My catchphrase since day dot. And you love it, don't you? You love the sheer arrogance. But even better, you love that it's true. You know it's true. I'm absolutely perfect from head to toe. Beautiful, striking face. Tall, statuesque figure. Big breasts, round ass, tiny waist. I am immaculate. I am worth paying for the simple fact that I exist. And you, on the other hand are the opposite. Nothing special, and thus, a man who has to pay.