The next morning I was enjoying my weekend, relaxing and cuddling to Kyle's side. Andrew was already gone to have breakfast with his parents, they're going back home in the afternoon. "So, about last night,""What about it?" he gives me a cup of coffee then drinks his and rest back on the headboard. "Are you okay? I saw you with Andrew's mom, you looked a bit...""I'm fine, baby. I have issues and I'm handling it,"Kyle was once again out of my reach, I've been trying to get close to him and lately, it has been a success and failure at the same time."I'm sorry, I just thought,"I kept on thinking, maybe I was coming on too strong at him, but Andrew assured me over and over again that it was all in my head that Kyle loves me as much as he did towards Andrew.The only way I can get through to Kyle was sexually, and I was at a stage where I needed him to want me as someone that he can talk to. And with Andrew go

Three years later"You are not wearing that, I can't even see if you're wearing underwear or not," Andrew muttered and pouted adorably seeing my tight just over the knee-length dress that I was wearing. "Oh come on, babe, she's freaking gorgeous in it and we're already late. You're giving the speech, we can't be late..." Kyle started babbling while taking off his choice of tie and wearing him a new one. "There, you're going to be the best-looking valedictorian ever.""Kyle, they won't see the tie while I'm giving the speech.""But, there's an after-party," he pulled the man of the hour down for a deep sexy kiss making me laugh at them. Honestly, I did not expect our relationship will stay solid three years later, not after our very rocky start. That day was graduation day for Andrew and Kyle, it was a special day for them, but more to Andrew as he was honored to give the valedictorian speech. But Andrew wasn't the on

Four years ago"Oh, come on... I can do this. Just let me try it.""How old are you?""Nineteen,""And this is your dream, to become a stripper?""Look, I need the money...""Well, we don't have an opening at the moment. Why don't you come back here next week?""But I need the money now,""Well, you can get a job couple of blocks down bagging groceries, you're too young for this stuff anyway kid. Try next week, we might have an opening behind the bar." I feel defeated, I have try to get a job at a local bakery, diner, garage, even as a janitor, but no respectable establishment would even consider hiring a runaway. And apparently not even a strip club.It was noon, I was hungry. That morning, I got into a fight at the local shelter where a cute girl robbed my stuff and take my money. Her boyfriend was furious that I was pointing fingers at her and I got kicked in the gut and threaten that he wo

Present dateI finally did it, I followed Jacqueline's and finally become a sugar baby. I've done my photoshoot, signed the paperwork, and deal with their legal department.Kamaria has agreed to transfer my advance of twenty-five grand for Mrs. Diaz assisted living situation. "Benji, are you sure about this? I can always give you the money, you know you're my best friend and I'd do anything for you, right?" "I'm sure and I can't take your money, not if can earn it myself. I have no idea what would happen to me if they didn't employ me and give me a place to stay. I owe them, I owe Mrs. Diaz."When Mr. Diaz passed away two months ago from a tragic bystander incident, her health situation decreases fast. Mrs. Diaz had a stroke and has been staying alone, struggling with her condition and her sadness. I've been helping her with their store but she barely managed to pay for my salary and two other store employees. "Oh, B

It has been two days after Baxter and Mykola, and I was having my lazy day where my schedule was free. But instead of enjoying my free time, I was visiting Mrs. Diaz at the assisted living center.She was not getting any better, one of the nurses at the retirement home said that she's one of those people who hung up on their spouses. Her willingness to survive died the moment Mrs. Diaz lost her husband. Two hours later I was on my way back home hoping to rest for the day when Kamaria called and told me that I have been requested. "What do you mean by requested?"I was pulling over by the side of the road, the information was flowing and I was having difficulties in concentrating while driving at the same time. "Well, sometimes our clients like to use our services for their business transactions, to smoothens the deal. The pay is good, but you have to fly to London. Mr. Newman is requesting your service, he will not be joining you. He t