Lush furs, Expensive designer sunglasses, Luxury looks so good on me and its all at the expense of men like you. Cold heartless and uncaring about the guilt most feel about furs. I love them, their warmth, smell and texture cant be replicated. You give me everything that I desire, that I want on whim. Working to get a smidgen of my attention yet fully knowing that once you are used up ill move on.