I started fall semester.
I'm taking two on campus classes and 7 non credit online classes. I'm soooo behind in the online classes. I'm a HOT mess.
It's HARD work trying to keep up with school, a square job and the SB lifestyle.
*sigh*
Moving along.....
I met a new POT.
Jake.
He pulled me over and wrote a seatbelt ticket but gave me the wrong copy. He showed up at my house later that night w the "correct copy" and his card "in case I needed anything".
I ran his name through Google. He's legit. Cute. He looks menacing one moment and warm/welcoming the next.
Divorced. Gambler. Bossy...IDK how this is gonna work out bc I have a major problem w/ authority and I had to politely check him twice for trying to tell me what to do. I made it clear that I wanted a sugar DADDY, not another FATHER. His entire attitude changed after that.
I get the feeling he might be a sub... and I'm usually right about people.
I decided I needed a little bit of help w my "tuition".
We met up at the race track a few days ago, I never asked him for anything and he never gave me anything besides footing the bill for our expensive dates and gassing up my car. The last thing I do was to come off as a beggar or “gold digger“. He was watching the race and I sat down next to him. I was soooo nervous bc we never discussed an arrangement. IDK if he was actually in the market for a SB.
Would he curse me out?
Or
Walk away and leave me standing alone?
All these thoughts ran rampant through my mind.
He knew something was up but I couldn't tell him what I really wanted. I choked.
We had a good time gambling, we hugged and went our separate ways.
He txted me soon as I got in the house. .We talked about the date. And I stroked his already inflated ego.
He said he wanted to catch the midnight screening of Conan. I told him I couldn't go. He was devastated, I told him I would love to spend more time w/ him but I had to focus on getting my tuition fees together.
He actually called this time and asked how much did I need. I told him it didn't matter and it wasn't his problem. I said I had to go and hung up in his ear.
He called right back and volunteered to help me.
I aimed low and said I needed $1000 dollars. I was hesitant bc I didn't know how he would react. It was quiet on his end...he said "That's all?" He told me he knew something was wrong bc I wasn't my usual "bubbly, cheeky self". He told me not to worry and I should not be afraid 2 say what’s on my mind. He was happy to help me out.
Twenty minutes later the money was in my account. I thanked him and took a bubble bath.
The next morning, I caught an HP touchpad on sale for $150. I originally wanted an ipad2 but screw that... Iphone5 is coming out in October. I spent the day running errands. I ordered two textbooks for class, and ended the night w my sis, bff and a few drinks.
Our nxt date is in a few days...can't wait.
xoxo
BrownSugar.
Tuesday, August 23, 2011
Trying to make it happen
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