That
Mediterranean villa was hopping last month when sunny / shady Henry
Ducaine flew in from his last private gig to spend a little time
relaxing in the lavish, private surroundings.
One
afternoon, when the rich elderly geezer...er, we mean client ...was off
at the gym, salivating over handsome muscleman Ted Durban, Henry
got to a little r & r of his own.... there's nothing like playing
with your large, unruly tool in an Adirondack chair on a cliff behind a
villa overlooking the Mediterranean Sea ......particularly when someone else is picking up the bill.
And you're on salary, as well. ... (We just happened to have a camera nearby....) .... Ah. Youth.
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