I told Robert my plans and that I didn’t want to continue to mooch off of him. “Am I doing good, daddy?” I asked playfully in a high pitched squeaky voice. Xxx Does that make sense?” I nodded. I took it from his hand and he motioned me to sit on the couch. I knew I had to nail this and couldn’t afford for him to not like me. Then my eyes lit up as I saw what he brought back with him. He had to be ready to take things further right away. She suggested that I look into the “sugar” lifestyle where I would be someone’s sugar baby and have a sugar daddy (or more than one depending on my needs).
