I’ve been reading up on how to be a good SB and what to do for the first meeting… and wow… there’s so much more to sugaring than I’d ever realized.
I seriously feel so low-end/inadequate because I’m reading all of these things that talk about wearing nice shoes, dressing classy, etc. and I’m just over here like… I don’t even own a fucking pair of flats. I sure as hell hope the POT finds my unfamiliarity with the finer things in life to be endearing.
He will find it so endearing! Perhaps the most endearing thing about you. Play that card! The unimpressed luxury girl is cool, but plays out. A real sugar daddy lives to make your “face light up” and a girl that hasn’t seen much illuminates much brighter. He’ll enjoy being “the first to……”, Relax! Work with what you’ve got and sugar the way you sugar. Catch those coins.
I was dealing with some Salt earlier and I thought of the best metaphor to help these men understand why they need to realize what a joke they are to us.
We (the sugar babies) are Ferrari’s. Mother.Fucking.Ferrari’s.One of the best cars on the market, one of the finest things money can buy. It takes a lot of money to buy and keep up a Ferrari. Not only do you buy the car, you keep it well kept by giving it the best service money can buy and customizing it to make it look better. You give it a car wash every week to keep it squeaky clean, add spoilers and rims, get it detailed, and clean the insides all the time. Everyone wants a Ferrari. Everyone wants to be around a Ferrari. Most importantly, if you have a Ferrari you are going to want to show it off and around to your friends and colleagues. We are a staple of wealth and class, and we simply drive the best. After you ride inside of us, you can’t get enough because we simply are the best.There’s no ride like a ride in a Ferrari.
They (sugar daddies) are like fucking Oldsmobile’s. Some of them can be cool, but all of them were made a very long time ago. Not many people want Oldsmobile’s anymore and it’s nothing special to be around. They run slow and don’t even work unless you fix the engine correctly.
SO, tell me. Why the fuck would a Ferrari ever want to be around an Oldsmobile?
If you want me (the Ferrari) to be around you (the Oldsmobile) then you are going to have to shell out a lot more than “good (we all know it’s not good) sex” and “nice meals” and “good company”. Because I can find an Oldsmobile anywhere but you will NEVER find a Ferrari like me, baby.
Poor girl can’t even get a guy to take her to a real restaurant
Bitch relaxxxxx why are you all up in her mix? Maybe that’s her long time hoe and they’re just grabbing a quick bite on their way back from Bora Bora. Everybody’s not 5star fronting all week. Maybe she just likes the Cajun shrimp and chicken pasta. Maybe you should worry about your own standards. Let her live damn.
First and last POT date with LegalEagle. It was a great day other than him being 10 years older than his photos, and a total pervert creep. Which would have been ok if he hadn’t surprised me with it. During our full week of daily phone calls he was nothing but a perfect gentleman. And so cheap, invited me to go shopping I did not ask. Wanted to know the price of literally everything I touched. Gave me a budget of $800. Between BeBe and Nordstroms I racked up about $1,100 and had a really nice lunch so all in all ok date. Just not good enough for a second. Besides the way he was acting I can tell he probably just put himself in debt. Side note* I was so excited I could fit the clothes in BeBe and everything fits my new body just right. It was a special moment for me on my weightloss journey. Xoxox –Ursula
Had a POT date yesterday with a man I met on AM. He offered me $200 to have coffee $400 if we could go back to my place. He was really nice and someone I fealt I could beat up if need be. He’s 59 about 120 pounds 5'5 Warning : NEVER UNDERESTIMATE ANYONE! After walking and chatting awhile we got in my car even though the Starbucks was 5 seconds from my house I drove around awhile and stopped at the carwash and took back roads to keep him from remembering the way. Once we got there and got to fooling around I asked for my money which of course he didn’t have because he was “rushing”. Not sure why these joes insist on trying me . So we had to get dressed and go to an ATM because I put no trust in these hoes. After he gave me the money his dick stayed in marshmallow form. Easy Peasy.
Fimes going back packing in New Zealand without me. I’ll occupy my time learning to trade stocks. With the investment banker I met on AM last week. Make your money work as hard as you do.
Thank god for a generous Splenda daddy I wrecked my car last week and had no fucking clue what I was going to do. HD makes sure I never have to worry about a thing. A true God send. My car was a POS and now I drive a Lexus. What is life….
SALT SALT SALT. Fucked me and gave me no money!! Pressured and encouraged me to do cocaine! Lied about his age by over a decade and tricked me into sex because he spend the day with me on his “birthday” so he could get birthday sex. This was the first guy I met off SA or ever sugar related so I was clueless. Thought he would give me my allowance after the sex. But no. Never gave it to me. Has a drug and alcohol problem and has 3 DUI’s. Stay away from Jay Vanesa!!
Prepare yourself for the bullshit I went through. Said he was new to SA and lived in Sarasota which is two hours away from me. Told he he would cover my travel expenses and give me cash when I got there. My ass takes a $90 uber to Sarasota, meets him at Starbucks. He’s handsome and the conversation is good, and then he asks me about my allowance. I tell him what I am looking for and how many times a month. He offers me ¼ of that and wants overnights! I’m like I’m sorry I just can’t do that. So he looks at me, gets up, and walks out of Starbucks. I’m like WTH?!?! I follow after him quickly and I’m like “okay it’s too bad we’re not going to work out, can I have money so I can call my uber?” He’s like “no. You can stay the night with me and I’ll give you $400.” I was like “Fuck you HEL NO. Give me my uber money!!” He literally just turned around and walked away. I was screaming losing my mind and yelling all types of profanity then called my uber. All an all I was out $200 I uber fees that night and he propositioned me. Fuck this guy!!!
Went to dinner with him, had a fabulous time. Told me for our next date he was a fabulous cook and he had to show me! Invited me to his place were we had a great dinner and nice convo. Started to feel on me and I told him no, we need to discuss and agree on an arrangement before anything sexual happens. Became very violent. I started on oral because he was beside him self enraged but he tried AGAIN to have sex with me. I lost my shit on him and he pelted his phone across the kitchen breaking it and cussing me out. Telling me I’m only here for money and he’s sure I would sleep with him if he threw a wad of cash on the table. I got an uber to pick me up and got the fuck out of there! His name is Mike and he is in the St. Pete area
This guy is in the Columbus and Cleveland, Ohio area. We met two times and he seemed genuine the first time and we texted frequently. The second time he was completely pushy and only wanted sex. We agreed to $1000/week and he gave me $113 and told me to leave. Do not message or meet up with him! He is fake and a liar.
