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I had a friend who was a motor trade insurance broker and his name was George. George was very handsome and he used this to his advantage when he was at work. He often used his natural look and charm to please the ladies when they rang him asking for what motor trade quotes were and what general rates for a car at the time were. George was a bit of a womaniser and had often had his way with many women. I do not really know why I was even friends with George to be honest. He was not a nice guy in all honesty, but he was rich as he was a very popular motor trade insurance broker and so he helped me out when I was in financial difficulties, and, he also had known me since I was five years old, so we sort of just had a connection.

George and I once shared an apartment together in our younger years when we were both at college. We both could not be bothered living with our parents any longer and so we both decided to buy an apartment together, and I suppose our friendship grew very close in the time of the two years that we lived together, but as they always say, when you share a home with somebody, you do really get to see their true colours, and George just loved to use and manipulate people. I was lucky that I was an exception to tell you the truth.

George had been a motor trade insurance broker for many years now and as a motor trade insurance broker, he always felt he had a lot of power. He did love his job. He loved the money it gave him and he loved how money could buy him so many elements of happiness. Whether George knew what true happiness was, was debatable. He had never had a proper girlfriend and so he had never experienced true love. He did not have many friends apart from myself and a few others, and many people did not like him, especially women, and other people that he had used to his own advantage.

I remember when a man once tried to get revenge on George by shooting him, but he failed and was put in jail. George found it funny. I do not think he ever took life that seriously.