My name is Gabriela.
No, it's not, but I'm not telling you my real name. I'm 29 years old. I was 29 last year too.
I'm a professional girlfriend. My boyfriends' wives would call me a whore.
My boyfriends buy me jewelry, clothing, pay my rent, my credit card bills, sometimes even give me shares in their companies or illegal stock tips.
What do they get out of it? What do you think? They get a beautiful woman to go out with, to secretly take on business trips, to make their friends jealous, but most of all, they get mind-blowing sex. The kind of sex their wives couldn't even dream of competing with. Of course, their wives are busy running the house, organizing the help, raising the kids, planning fund-raisers.
I don't have to do any of that crap. I spend my days making myself irresistible to their husbands. I get massages, facials, manicures, tennis coaching. I work out with my personal trainer four times a week. I make sure I'm the kind of woman a rich man will risk everything to be with, except that there's no risk. I'm discreet, I never make a scene, I never ask them to leave their wives, I never call them at home, I never get pregnant. They know this, and they appreciate it.