I am the cosmopolitan person, pacifist and antiracist. I judge wars and don't support any side, because all of buttles are kept for the resources under cover of patriotism. De facto armies fight for oil, gas, water routes, territories, strategic points and slaves-taxpayers for the powers-that-be. De facto special services are the important part of these dуstructive war games. 

Once I met a guy, who had been serving in special services for ten years long time ago, chasing Arabs-terrorists in Europe. I became his girlfriend, his guide and his guardian for some weeks in exchange for the help from his side, that, as I thought, I needed much. Yet it appeared to be, that his help was ephemeral and unnecessary, as everything, that he promised to deliver. He is an experienced cannabis smoker and deeply traumatized person without any human feelings, but tough and cunning opportunist, as all those special services guys are. When he left Poland, he called me 10 times a day, shouting into my ears, how much he loves me, how hard he will fuck me and how long he will lick my pussy.))) Yet he doesn't lick, he just likes to shout loudly about it, zombizing stupid girls.))) Being unfunctioning cannabis lover doesn't prevent him from f@cking people for resources and time. Prostitutes are in his focus, too, because he needs sex and money. This kosher ultraradical Orthodox doesn't shun to manipulate escort girls into free sexual intercourse and scam  them for money to feed his useless numerous offspring. A very controversial guy.)))

Out of order freaks are my weakness: watching them gets me entertained. I hoped to get some special skills from him at least, but instead I accepted a lot of informational rubbish into my ears. As I told in my previous posts, the most precious thing for me is knowledges. But there are so few people, who are ready to share info. This guy was especially greedy not only for knowledges, but for everything. We had sex twice, and he paid for it. His purpose was to make me his sex-slave and to take my money from me. Unfortunately for him, he cannot overplay me: I don't have that much money, as he imagined, and we are on the different level of capability to treat people. But he doesn't give up. It is funny to watch, how confident and persistent he is in this attitude.))) No chances, bro. I am too street-wise to fall for it.)))