Just another Wednesday, just like any other. I sit at my desk hiding behind my computer, hoping that my boss can’t see me scrolling through Shanika’s Facebook page. I slowly look through her several photos, I’m admiring the turquoise dress she’s wearing when my new iPhone scares the me. It’s a text from my boo:
Dinner tonight at The Cliff, 7.30 p.m., plz don’t be late : )
I smile, one of those cheesey smiles, as I think about the night ahead, and reminisce about the past few months. I’ve been having the time of my life, weekend trips to the prettiest islands, shopping sprees, fine dining, the nicest gifts (my new Fiat 500c) … Oh, my boo, I mean he may be 34 years older than me but he spoils me rotten! Oh the joys of having a sugar daddy.
I have been hearing a lot lately about young girls and their search for someone to support them, well, more than just support them. They are looking for someone to spoil them, someone to give them all that they deserve and much more. However, granny has warned me that though he may be sweet like sugar, he will also be very sour at times. So girls watch out! Be careful with that search…