21. [meh]

Finance guy was a bust. Boring. Dull. Dry. Eh.

The other guy I went on a date with was also pretty meh. He was super into me but I was just not feelin it. At all. I'm also pretty sure he exaggerated his means. This is an epidemic. I call it the

                                                BLAIR WITCH DADDY!

On the surface, everything seems legit. It sounds true. There are no obvious reasons to distrust, question, doubt. You go into it thinking "This is going to be great!"
WRONG. AGAIN. WRONG.

I look at everything. It's like looking at a diamond under a microscope. From far away, it may seem shiny and bright, but under that magnification, you can see all the nicks and blemishes and discolorations and suddenly, that diamond is not looking so perfect after all.

Examples:
What kind of car does a man drive? That says a lot. Make and model and year? Mileage? Lease or own?
What brand of clothes? Are his shoes worn or well-maintained?
Is he well-groomed? Where does he get his hair cut? What is his daily routine when it comes to maintenance? Favorite products? Oral hygiene?
What kind of phone does he have?
What area does he live in? Rent or own?
What places does he like to go to? Favorite restaurants? Hotspots?
Always google. ALWAYS. Names, emails, companies...verification is the name of the game!
 

As a sugar baby, I feel it is my duty to be nosy. I'm supposed to financially pry into these men. I have to make sure they can give me what they say they can. Both parties have standards. If I meet yours yet you don't meet mine, well...it was nice knowing you. Deuces!

That's exactly what happened to homeboy. He was nice enough, but nice enough doesn't do it for me. Sorry that I'm not sorry, bye!

edit

Mr. Slattery lookalike is spending the night tomorrow while bf is at some convention in nasty Texas. I'm so excited! I'm such a sucker for lust.

Also, Monday I have a date with my BIGGEST pot to date. This guy is in everything. Finance, real estate, media, design...I better pull this one! Wish me luck :)

17. [the hangover]

Oh Buckeye...


Buckeye and I only got to spend one night together this weekend. He had to get home to his daughter. It was a wonderful night. We cuddled, mostly, had brief sex (I just get him too damn excited), and went to church together the next morning. It felt like we were married. We haven't talked much since then. Damn him and his emotional issues! I'm just gonna give him space and time. He'll come around. He always does. Haha.

The bf wants to marry me. Like soon. Soon soon. As in by the end of the week. I CAN'T COMMIT TO THIS! He's joining the military as a doctor and wants us to be settled before he leaves. Umm...no?
 

CC pitched a fit this weekend. He's flipping out because I have emotions. Sorry I cried after my first ever car crash? He also pulled this "I wish you could legally drink" card. WHATEVER. You knew my age from the get-go. It didn't matter that I was 20 when you had me bent over at the Aria in Vegas, did it? My age was the last thing on your mind I'm sure when you had my pussy throbbing on your tongue...I've no time for games and I am not going to beg.
 We had fun but you are replaceable. 

A pot is flying me to Texas next weekend...so excited! A handsome Dr, not unlike my bf, but waaaay generou$$$$. Young, handsome, UBER successful...
The bf makes between 500k to 750k a year. This Dr makes between 1.5 and 3 mil a year, and invests, owns his own clinic, and is active in commercial real estate. Hold me.

I'm also going to a Ferrari event this weekend!  A friend asked me to be his +1...can't wait to freestyle again. Tips and tricks needed, ladies! :)

9. [alone with you]

Still no sugar for me, but I have plenty of stuff lined up for me.

I've just been so hung up on this guy. He drives me crazy. He's been there for me through so much stuff, just utter shit, and we've had feelings for each other since the moment we met. He kept me from falling apart on so many different occasions. Its more complicated than anything I ever experienced in the sugar world. We care about each other an insane amount. I've never slept so good as I do when I sleep in his arms. We've fooled around a few times, had sex only once (and he came in 6 pumps, yes ladies, I have the golden ticket hahaha), but I don't think we could ever be together. It just...

He knows things about me that literally no one else in the world does, and he doesn't judge me for it. He is always texting to cheer me up, or letting me know he's thinking of me, or reminding me how gorgeous I am. I want for it so badly to work, but I know it's the wrong decision to make. Or at least, I'm realizing it at 1am while listening to a country song that perfectly describes our situation.

He's my uncles friend. He has a kid (who is adorable and adores me, can I add) and is divorced and just everything I look for, but it just will never work. It just can't. Neither one of us want a relationship. He is always making and cancelling dates. I think we're both scared of falling for each other when he is moving to the opposite coast soon and when my uncle would clearly not approve of our relationship.

The other day we got in an argument. We were supposed to meet up downtown, but he was vague about dorections and wouldn't answer my calls. I told him to delete my pictures and my number. He talked me down from that ledge, thanks in large part to my admittance that I was overreacting. I was so frustrated. I told him that he either makes time for me or I walk. He told me not to be like that, that I know he cares about me. Then he got concerned that we were sounding like a couple. We really were. I got scared so I blamed him for it. I don't know what we're doing. I just can't be alone with him.








I don't see you laugh
You don't call me back
But you kiss me when you're drunk

I don't know your friends
Don't know where you've been
Why are you the one I want?

Don't put your lips up to my mouth and tell me you can't stay
Don't slip your hand under my shirt and tell me it's okay
Don't say it doesn't matter cuz it's gonna matter to me
I can't be alone with...
You've got me out on the edge every time I call
And I know it would kill me if I fall


I can't be alone with you.

2. [The Accidental Sugar Baby and How She Got Burned]

My first foray into the world of sugar was a complete travesty, to say the very least.

I had responded to an ad seeking a sugar baby on CL. I have to admit, it wasn't the sugar that initially lured me in - it was the intellectual attraction that I held to this professional, who, as I later learned was nothing but a character played by a con man.

In this ad, the man described himself as a professional, educated, son of a diplomat, who had just signed a 6-figure book deal in photojournalism. There are red flags all over that description, I now realize, but dumb and naive little me was so interested in the prospect of being (and finding!) an intellectual muse that I suppose I glossed over that entirely.

There were red flags all over our initial meeting.

He set up a stipend - but alas, he banks internationally, so he has to call his barrister to set it up. He asked me to set up another account, put some money it, and he would deposit 7k. I did, but he didn't.

I was 18 at this point, living out on my own for the first time, with no help from home. Safe to say I was under financial duress, and maybe because of it, I looked the other way on several fishy things.

1) He showed up to our first meeting in a cab. Not inherently weird, but no one takes cabs in Southern California.

2) He didn't have a permanent residence out here, always saying he was "visiting" and staying on friends' sailboats or tenements.

3) He talked about all the things he had, yet was very stingy, and displayed no real signs of wealth.

4) He never rented a hotel room or ate at a more upscale restaurant.

5) He asked and expected me to drive him home (hours away!) with not even as much as gas money.

After promise after promise with this man, and the constant empty hands, I finally went off on him. He promised (surprise) that he would be sending me a Mac laptop for school with all the amenities. I gave him my mailing address (not my home one). It never came, and he disappeared.

I, babies, was a sucker, but it taught me a lot. Some advice:

1. If it sounds too good to be true, it probably is. Again, for emphasis. IF IT SOUNDS TOO GOOD TO BE TRUE, IT PROBABLY IS.

2. While you can't make someone keep their promise, you can limit your time wasted on them. Cut your losses sooner, rather than later. Trust me, you'll find another, even better daddy just around the corner ;)

3. If you don't feel comfortable doing something, say it. If a daddy truly cares for you, he will understand. This does NOT mean act like an entitled diva and be completely close-minded, but if you are really not okay with doing something/going somewhere, vocalize it and explain why.

4. Look for signs. Note cars, clothes, tips they leave, where they eat, etc; This is generally indicative of the kind of means a person possesses.

5. Ask a lot of questions, but make sure you hear details in the answers. Get timelines. Ask a background. Google names, email addresses, whatever you have been given. Verification is the name of the game.

Don't get suckered by some creepy old man trying to take advantage of a young and beautiful girl such as yourself. Empty promises (and wallets!) are just that - empty. If you keep hearing words but see no action, it is time to move on. Don't hold on to a pipe dream.




“Keep your eyes on the stars, and your feet on the ground.”
 - Theodore Roosevelt