...There are no ideal men. Who, if not me, should know this. Confirmation of this is many years of experience, mine and my friends. Every man has some kind of flaw, at least a small one. So if you ever hear: “I met the perfect man!” - be careful. To be in trouble. Arseny is young, hungry, ambitious and a little lazy. His dreams are modest: just the whole world at his feet. The path to the top seems simple - he needs to sell the only thing that belongs to him unconditionally, that is, himself. An American millionaire, a lonely actress, a rich widow - for some of them he will become a one-time impression, for some - a drug, for others - love. For some, he is a service staff, for others, he is a paid overlord. But is it really so easy to be unprincipled? And if you sell yourself every day, isn’t the day close when you’ll be eaten to a crisp and you’ll be finished – for good? Previously, this work was published under the title “Gigolo, or One Hundred Men for an Impeccable Blonde.”