Paul Bint is a Brit whose only real job was a brief stint as a hairdresser. Figuring that's not how one lands the ladies, he instead told a whole bunch of women (exact figure to be discussed shortly), over a period of years that he was a banker. And also a barrister. And a doctor. And a ballet dancer. And a Duke. It was pretty easy, Bint says, all he had to do was "read up on" his chosen profession steal some credit cards. In some instances, he pretended to be actual living people-- murder prosecutor Orlando Powell, the Duke of Arundel, Director of Public Prosecutions Keir Starmer, etc-- and did a pretty decent job. In fact, one women didn't realize something might be fishy until, after breaking things off with him, he spray-painted the word 'bitch' on the side of her house. Recently released from prison, Bint took a few moments to talk shop.
Some of his reflections are more believable than others; here's what he had to share:
* That the scam helped him sleep with around 2,500 women (he "doesn't keep a running tally")
* That at any given time he was juggling ten at once, using different identities for each of them (which he admits wasn't so easy, noting, that "being in contact with them all as a different person really takes some doing.")
* That he's still got the itch ("I'm trying to go straight," he said, "but you can never say never. When you've been as good as I have been all these years it's hard to resist temptation.")