“I have always felt out-of-place,” confesses blonde sun-bunny Karen. “I was born in dreary, succulent, dark England, and I always felt like a California hotty inside–no, make that a Hollywood wife! The closest I have gotten to Los Angeles is a holiday in the South of France. I put on a swimsuit and my rollerblades and skated up and down La Coisette every single day. But I still haven’t detected a rich, Californian chap to take me away! I’m looking for an old gentleman, rich of course, and perhaps beefy, like a video executive. This chab also need to be ready to be my little puppy dog-and I mean that literally. I want to live in a mansion on the Pacific and house-train my sugar daddy!”

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