On being a sugar baby

I met Louis Vuitton in college, and I've never lusted after anything less since. Unfortunately, convincing my parents to spend hundreds of dollars on material things has since been next to impossible. So I did what any person who wanted a big purchase would do.

I got a job.

I made money. I spent money. I made more money. I spent more money.

The problem was that I never made enough to money to spend the amount of money necessary to have Louis with me all the time, so I had to put him on hold.

After college, I posted my very first w4m ad on craigslist. The response was overwhelming and unexpected. I think I went on close to 20 dates just from that one post. It was electrifying... and cost effective since I never paid. I kept posting and responding to posts, reaping the rewards.

I got serious with some of the men, and I couldn't believe how much they loved to spoil me. The relationships soon fizzled though, as I could never return the feelings they wanted. I didn't love them.

I loved Louis Vuitton.

And so I decided I wanted to be a sugar baby. It seemed quite simple. The man buys me things, and I put out. Is it really all that different from sex on the first date after he buys dinner?

I don't think so.