Chapter 197

"How interested are you in getting a sugar daddy?" she asks and that snaps me out of my depressed daze.

It snaps me out of my depression with something of a really really surprised look in my eyes.

"Exactly what do you mean by sugar daddy?" I ask her and she shows me what she was checking on her phone. Sure enough she was on Tumblr and she was simply scrolling through pictures, pictures of middle-aged men who look old enough to be her uncle but yet were taking pictures in front of luxury cars and five star resorts.

"Don't you want to go for an holiday with one of these hot money bags?" she asks me. I know isn't serious but seriously that weird grin that she wears on her face, that delighted look that she has in her eyes tells me that she's having fun torturing me so, she is having fun making me actually consider the possibility of getting myself a sugar daddy.

"Will the sugar daddy be lucrative?" I asked her and she nods her head enthusiastically and excited as I decide to play along 

I'll play along even if it's for this morning, and it seems she is also eager enough to get me discussing about what having a sugar daddy might entail.

"Exactly how do you even come up with these topics?" I asked a little or basically a lot bit amused. She simply gives me a depressed sigh.

"Boredom dearie. It's simply the effects of boredom on my life".

I chuckle as we keep on scrolling through her phone looking at pictures of fairly potbellied men, fairly potbellied men who take outrageous snapshots with girls who are barely our age. I'm guessing that it is the most lucrative business in town right now, it is very very lucrative to get yourself a rich sugar daddy who would practically buy you anything you wanted.

I actually left myself daydream a little bit, what would it be like if I found myself a really really handsome middle-aged man, a really handsome middle-aged man who wanted me as a sugar baby and who would shower me with luxury cars and suprise exotic shopping every now and then. I consider the possibility of actually finding such a person.

Everyone always said an older man is the better option, but how true is that, how true can that possibly be.

I'm guessing that with my experience with dating guys my own age, I should tend to be particularly inclined to this side of dating but I just find that i do not have interest in it.

I actually smile at myself at this, it seems my resolve is hitting itself as even considering the notion of dating seems like a train of thought to me, a train of thought which can not materialize itself anytime now because I am simply tired.

I'm simply tired of all the stress and emotional trauma that comes with getting yourself attached to someone and going out on dates. I'm keeping everything simple as for now.

Scott emerges to find us giggling like idiots.