After we broke it off, and things started getting really busy with work, I obviously didn’t have the time and wasn’t in any mood to pursue any women. One thing I did notice however was I kept checking my phone amd my email. As if I was expecting something. A message. Not necessarily from her specifically, but from anyone. Any old “friend” from the old days. Nothing obviously showed up, and I wasn’t expecting anytning realistically. I even texted my old (in time as well as in age) friend Judy but no response. Just as well.
It just goes to show that no matter how busy or how many times one may go to the gym to pass time, sometimes sugar comes back into your veins. Maybe it just never left. Just waiting there, taking a nap. So sugar daddy lifestyle can lead to an addiction, of sorts. And with its own withdrawal symptoms, as I outlined in my book on Amazon ‘Sugar Daddy Diary’
Ah yes good old days, I remember when I was invited to do that to someone via text while I stepped to the mens room after dinner lol
I have to admit, that at first I started this blog and wrote my book “Sugar Daddy Diary” on Amazon as part of self analysis and therapy of sorts. I now feel quite relaxed and the party monster I was trying to tame by becoming a sugar daddy has been sated. In the years since I started this blog it became my little diary and a ‘friend’ where I would go tell some deep secrets I never told anyone else. Most of the people I met (with some notable) exceptions, over the course of a lifetime, will become just blips, over time. I do remember each and every single one of them. But just as I was temporary in their young lives, in the same way they were just a little wave that went by in mine. And a few seconds later the surface of the water is exactly how it was before the wave showed up. Other people pay real good money for therapy. I used this blog as mine. I am so relaxed that I don’t feel the need to write anything anymore. Maybe just make a movie or a play out of it, but I am basically done. Or did I just became too boring? I can honestly say there is no one I want to sit across a table and have dinner or drinks with. There was one that kinda dissapointed me but such is life. In the end the only thing that matters is how we decide to live and how we choose to interpret the experiences we have lived through
Here is another random story for you: I was contacted, when I first started this sugar dating, by this lady and we started talknig, having a nice conversation about a variety of topics. Then at some point I asked her age and she said 20. I responded that is a bit young for me and I would feel creepy. For the record I have only been with very very few women of that age, my preference being womean 25+. So I told her that. And then she turns around and says: ‘But I’ll turn 21 in a couple of months!’ Go figuh….
I had an old friend once called Joanna. Quite beautiful in her early thirties. She emailed one day and said ‘You know David I don’t like the recent movement to make men and boys look bad, like they are a problem to society and should be just pushed aside. I am a feminist but this is starting to get out of hand.I want MEN. I want to be taken care of sometimes. I like it when someone holds the door for me at a restaurant. I like a hug and I like to hold someone by the hand. And I also like dick!’
Ok….Well said Johanna. I usually don’t like to make social or political commentary on this blog, but I think that my old friends comment covers a lot of bases. Just thought I mention that
A reader of the blog and my book, Sugar Daddy Diary mentioned that she liked my writing style, its like hearing stories from an old friend. Indeed, I do like telling my little random stories from the dating (especially sugar dating) world. One story goes like this, and very aptly labeled TMI (too much intimacy).
So here it is, I will try not to be too graphic
I was performing oral sex on someone, when all of a sudden she squirted right ALL OVER my face. No, with no warning. Nor had she disclosed the fact that she squirts. I actually like that a lot in a woman, but doesn’t common sense say that the lady should warn the man that he is about to get showered with ‘gifts’? And on top of that, after she got out of bed she goes to the bathroom , sits on the throne, and pees without closing the damn door. And then she smiled and asked ‘is this too much for you’? She saw the look on my face I guess. So the answer was: ‘Yeah’. Then she closes the door. After the horse has left the barn. So now I am curious about two things: Guys have you seen that happen? And mind you, this was the first time I was intimate with this person. yet she peed in public.
And gals, why do some women do that? What makes them think that it its ok to do your private business without closing the door? Especially when a romantic partner is basically standing right there? Do tell
More hilarious stories later