Jacob, 29, kind of a writer, playing for the other team, like to pretend my boots & I are vegan.
Go ahead and ask
Maybe the offer is too surreal for me to grasp. He even said, “We’ll have to get you a new car.”
Even though it’s clearly not a fake offer, I think I believe it’s fake. Or the idea of sex for payment makes no sense to me. My mentality is: “Why would you pay me? If I have any kind of sexual contact, I’m having it because I want to have it, not because you’re paying me, you silly person.”
Maybe that’s financially risky behavior. Maybe I need to tap into my most dominate side and earn some financial freedom. If I didn’t already blow the opportunity.
Is Tumblring from Europe a monthish from now in my future, then leaning back into my bed full of cash?
Tonight, I had an opportunity to have a sugar daddy. Or, as he described himself: a rich guy-on-the-side. (“Haven’t you ever fantasized about that,” he kept asking.)
We met this weekend and he invited me to join him for a drink at his place tonight….
And then Jacob tried Scruff.
And three twinks messaged, “Hey Daddy.”
My mom: You wore that for your phone interview?