Yeah, you read that right. I think that you and I could make the perfect couple. Our wants intersect so beautifully. I want a rich, stupid husband I don’t have to fuck. And you want to be used and discarded. Think about it. A young, curvy, obviously gold-digging woman on your arm, making you the laughingstock of your peers, while I painstakingly drain you of the only thing worthwhile about you—your money. Doesn’t that sound like a match made in heaven