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And Then There Was Oliver…

My disgust after Richard’s email had passed and I was back on the hunt for my sugar daddy. I selected the same options ‘I am a sugar baby [female] seeking a sugar daddy, age: from 25 to 50, region: New South Wales’ and crossed my fingers as I pressed search. The first page had the same men I had seen from before, maybe a couple of new profiles with no photos. I moved onto the next page and I quickly scrolled down to the bottom of the page, I was certain it was the same men from page 2 as last time.

But one new profile caught my eye. I scrolled back up, Oliver2958. He used a slightly angled head shot as his display picture, probably taken on his phone. Oliver had short dirty blonde hair, big blue grey eyes and a well defined chin. I was immediately drawn and clicked on his profile to learn more. He was 37, lived in the slightly west north shore, non smoker, and a social drinker. What was different though was his assets were double his income. I hadn’t seen such a large gap between income and assets, especially a higher asset value. I didn’t think too much about it though, my priority was the physical, then I’ll worry about compatibility and money.

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Since I was so use to receiving emails from men expressing interest, I wasn’t sure if I was supposed to ‘make the first move’. I didn’t want to come across to eager but at the same time I didn’t want Oliver to miss my profile, so I sent a wink option. That would definitely grab his attention without me having to write an awkward introduction email.

I continued to go through a few more pages, but after page 6 I gave up. The search results hadn’t changed too much and the new profiles with photos were appealing but I needed to see what they looked like. I logged into my Gmail and checked my emails. I got more emails from the website, spam from online boutiques and an email from Oliver2958. I opened it straight away, “He responded quickly” I thought, that must be a good sign.

Subject: Hello (SugarDaddyMeet.com)

Hello! I just was reading about you…thought you sounded very down to earth. Great pic too!
Was wondering if you liked the profile of me?

It wasn’t as detailed as Richard’s email but it certainly wasn’t as horrible as the first email I had received from ‘ECLECTICMAN’. I saw the date and time of the email and noticed he had sent the email 20 minutes before I even sent out the wink. Another sign! I didn’t even need to grab his attention, he had already noticed me.

I got another email from Oliver but this time in response to the wink.

Subject: wink

Hey – thanks for the wink! In fact I just sent you a message. Hope you got it…

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I hit reply, I couldn’t pass this opportunity.

Subject: Re: wink

Hey Oliver,
Yeah sorry didn’t see your message, but it’s a good sign I winked at you before seeing you message.

I’m interested in what you have to offer, I’m looking for something fun and interesting I guess.
Do you have any questions for me?
Summer xx

This was my first interaction with another member and I really had no clue how to structure my response. All I knew was I wanted Oliver to email back and the reply I sent should almost guarantee at least some sort of response. Little did I know it would be the start of an amazing sugar baby, sugar daddy relationship…

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The Start

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Early August 2013, the second semester had just started. I turned 20 something a few weeks before, still on holiday mode. I remember this day SO clearly…

I finished my last class for the day and headed to the computer lab to meet with one of my closest friends, Hue (he’ll be making many appearances in the future). We agreed to do some work before we went home, but I didn’t get a lot done that afternoon.

I walked into the lab and gave Hue a huge side hug, I hadn’t seen him for about 4 hours. Before I could even log in, I heard one of Hue’s friends calling my name from the other side of the room. Jamie, special guy. He’s rude, loud, rich, but surprisingly quite fun to be around. I hadn’t seen him since last semester, so we did the quick how are you, how was your mid semester break, what’d you get up to? You know the usual stuff. Then he just casually slips in “Did you bang anyone?”. I jokingly scrunched my face into a disappointed, revolted look. Then I told him quickly about a one night stand I had with some guy at The Star. He wasn’t my smartest conquest, a total tool but what else does one expect picking up a random?

But then all of a sudden Jamie’s expression just changed. “Okay you can’t tell anyone this. Like no one.” I nodded, quite confused.

“Seriously, you can’t tell anyone.”

“Okay! I get it Jamie!” I shouted. He leaned in and actually whispered conspiratorially “I know this guy who runs the main prostituting joint in Kings Cross.” then paused. I think he was waiting for some kind of response but I didn’t say anything, just stared at him. He continued,“If you want I can get you in.”.

I had no idea what else to say. What do you say to that? Yeah I slept around, but I wasn’t going to sell myself for money. I wouldn’t sink that low. “Um, What?”.

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Jamie just kept going, “You can either work in the hotel he owns and clients will come to you, or you can be driven to client’s homes by a driver. It’s relatively safe. Someone will know your whereabouts the whole time.” And before I could think, I opened my mouth “How much would I get paid?”  I do not know why but that had actually came out of my mouth.

“I think its $150 an hour. You’d get a few clients per night but wouldn’t have to work every night. You’ll be rotated every few weeks. Depends on how many girls there are.” I didn’t tell him to stop talking.  It became more and more intriguing with every detail Jamie gave me. I grew more curious, and flashes from episodes of ‘Secret Diary of a Call Girl’ went through my head. I’d get to explore all my sexual desires, with hot men with money and great bodies, and get paid for it, paid very well.

I still hadn’t said too much back to Jamie. “Just think about it. Like don’t decide now. I’m going to have lunch with him today, so I’ll ask him about it for you.”

The only thing running through my mind at that point was: what if I’m not even that good at sex? Why would anyone want to pay for bad sex?’ Was it wrong that at the time, that it was my only real concern? I finally stopped daydreaming and spoke, “Yeah, I’ll think about it. I’ll let you know tomorrow?’

“Yeah sure. I’ll try and find out some more stuff today.” Jamie walked back to his computer and I just looked back at my computer screen, staring aimlessly at the desktop screen. What the fuck had just happened?

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