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>>7938023

>We’ve only just met. Actually, we’ve only just been introduced, by Anna. Bundy doesn’t say, ‘hi’ or ‘nice to meet you’. He says, ‘take a look at this’. And out comes his portfolio of conquests.
>This is what Bundy does.
>He trawls clubs, bars, clothing stores, fast-food outlets, supermarket checkouts for cute girls. But it’s not enough for them to be cute. They also have to be willing.
>He calls it ‘making new friends’.
>Proof of these encounters appears daily on his website, Bundy’s Got Talent, for a worldwide audience of bozos.
>Sounds innocuous. It’s anything but.
>In the armed forces, they call it ‘mission creep’. When a military campaign oversteps its original boundaries and shifts objectives.
>This is porno creep.
>When pornography oversteps its boundaries and pretends it’s something it isn’t.
>Almost as soon as Bundy’s new ‘friends’ have made his acquaintance, he pulls out his camera and tries his damnedest to encourage them to do one of three things, right there and then.
>Flash tits. Parade pussy. Suck cock.
>On a good day, all three.

>Bundy says, ‘You’re not like all the other girls.’ And I know he’s spinning me a line that’s probably worked a thousand times before. But not this time.
>‘How so,’ I say, ‘because my mouth is connected to my brain and not your cock?’
>He pretends not to hear.
>Bundy gets us both a drink, me and Anna. He gets mine wrong. I ask for orange juice. I get a Screwdriver. He thinks I wouldn’t notice.
>Cute trick.

>Bundy’s talking to this girl, and he knows he’s got her where he wants her but she’s still playing hard to get. And so he pulls his trump card.
>Bundy says, ‘I promise that once you see my cock, you’re gonna want to put it in your mouth. I guarantee it. I double guarantee it.’