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Back when I was in junior high (I'm 55 now)
During my growing up years I was an exchange student in Chile. I will start by saying that my family is Colombian and I spoke Spanish pretty well. The family had a maid, and the man talked to her nice and patted her **. The wife would make comments about keeping his hands to himself. It was funny because the maid did not mind at all.
One day I went to the kitchen after nine at night and the man came up from the maid quarters, obviously having worked out. He was stuffing his shirt in his pants, but his fly was open. The maid calling out to him to come back, not to leave her like that, to make love to her like a man.
He looked at me and told me that that is how things were and if I wanted to please my husband find him a good maid for him so he could enjoy her like God planned for a man to enjoy a woman.
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