I had just completed my journey through the Amazon, when my guide Jose fell captive to the treacherous Bubonic Plague. It was up to me to blaze a trail through the unforgiving jungle. As I broke through the brushes I discovered a primitive civilization where man's only purpose was procreation. Me being the epitomy of propitosity it was only a matter of time before my services would be needed. The evening began with a grand feast, though no words were spoken I knew my genitals would be the main course. They presented me with an unknown nectar, which caused an immediate yearning in my loins that would not subside. What followed was an evening of degredation and debauchery, the likes of which have never been experience by a mortal man. The unending flow of virgin women was almost unbearable, but I dug deep into my repitoire of instinctive animalistic maneuvers. The evening capped off with a marathon romp with young Carmilina. Hours upon hours of mind boggling penetration brought about feelings which I've never experienced before. This young virgin performed like a Bourbon Street hooker. I fulfilled her every want and desire and I will have you know she returned the favour ten fold. I was an untamed beast at her disposal. Finally, I calapsed in exaustion, my mind swimming with dreams of what was to come the following day. I thought my quest for eternal love had ended. When I awoke I found myself in a clearing, the only remnant of Carmalina being this picture you see here. She left me with aching loins and a broken heart. From there I continued my journey to the Galapagos Islands, where I encountered a young scientist by the name of Chelsea, upon whom I established my own brand of "natural selection"....

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