Applying pressure on the power button which is used to on my mobile phone, I took the stool beside my bed, sat on it and began strolling through a lot of notifications.
It ranged from messages from my online friends who asked to know if things were okay, to notifications from the Horny System, represented by its app HS. The notification from HS drew my attention and I clicked on it.
Things didn't turn out immediately as I thought it would. Instead of taking me to the page, I was asked to sign up before I can be able to claim my reward for completing my first task.
I hated it when such things happened, I was not the type to sign up on apps but I had to. My mind screamed at me to.
After signing up, different messages began to display on its interface. My eyes widened, 'Is it real?'
Cling!
[Make her cum with toy: $5,000.]
[Make her cum with hands: $15,000.]
[Make her cum with mouth: $25,000.]
[Make her cum by penetration with your dick: $50,000.]
Seeing this, I braced myself with pride. This was a lot of money, to be honest.
During my time with Sarah, I had made her cum with my dick, hands, and even my mouth. So, do I claim all the money for it?
Cling!
I was still laying out my thoughts when another notification popped on the app, replacing the former.
[Claim Reward!]
[Did you make your target cum using different means?
[YES | NO]
My hands instinctively tapped on YES.
[Obtaining user data—purpose is to check your proof of user data.]
"Cool, so you can't easily deceive them," I thought aloud.
[User data obtained— you answered honestly.]
[Compiling rewards---]
[Successful.]
>>>[Hand usage—acknowledged | $15,000]
>>>[Dick usage—acknowledged | $50,000]
>>>[Mouth usage—acknowledged | $25,000]
>>>[Toy usage—not acknowledged.]
>>>[Total— $90,000]
[Condition of Reward Usage: You can only utilize rewards gotten as assistance to gain more ladies.]
"Lol," I don't know why it sounded funny to me, but it did. Getting an amount as such, at just 18—woah.
Then was their condition of reward usage. This only meant that I will only be able to use the money for the sole purpose that will lead me to attract women.
"Sharppp. I will just turn out to be an extravaganza," I told myself jokingly.
Even if I had to use such amount of money, out of the blues, I will be suspected to possibly have involved in money laundering, financial cybercrimes, or so.
Plus, I didn't seem to trust this app so well. The possibility of this money getting lost is on high ends, it do happens with most apps. Commercial banks can't be trusted too with such amount of money in paper form.
With this thought in my mind, I searched through the withdrawal methods and found out I can save the money in cryptocurrency. Without wasting much time, I transferred it to my wallet and the thought of distrust by the public flashed back into my mind.
"Fuck their rumors," I lashed out the words, but deep within, I knew their gossips will matter.
Beep!
The credit alert from my Crypto wallet jolted me back to face my reality. "It was surreal. The money, was, authentic."
Seducing milfs, beauties, were going to earn me huge sums quite right, but I needed a more legit business to cover up.
I retreated to my bed, getting my laptop from where I had left it before my pleasure moments, and dropped it on the stool beside my bed. I wanted to search for jobs online.
After several minutes of surfing the net for part-time jobs, I found one.
It read, COFFEE DELIVERY SERVICE NEEDED.
Scrolling through the conditions for the service, I found out it can be fitting well for me.
'The applicant must be knowledgeable with how to ride a bike.'
'Payment schedule is $30 dollar per delivery.'
And there was 8 hours until the next shift.
"This is good," I thought to myself. "If only I can be able to complete ten deliveries before my time of part-time service, runs out, that will be $300 per day."
Now, here was the plan. I could use this business as a way of having met a rich dude who in a bid to help me out, introduced me to online businesses. After all, I've heard of several rich-making online businesses like Forex and Crypto Trading and Dropshipping.
Good enough, I had a Crypto wallet.
Satisfied, I quickly messaged the coffee company. Their organization name was COFFEE OX.
I didn't get a fast response, and I thought it was normal. Not bothering myself with the thought, I left to go and check the state of my bike. It was bad, but not to the extent it can't be brought onto the road.
Returning to my room, I thought of carrying the bike to a close repair shop, but the expenses.
I will have to collect money for the expenses from either my mom, or Sarah. If I should handle them myself now, I will have to face a lot of unanswerable questions from my mom. So, I really need to get secure this job.
I was still contemplating on what I will do to the bicycle when I received a notification from the Coffee Ox company.
JOB VACANCY IS AVAILABLE.
APPLICATION WILL HAVE TO BE IN PERSON.
"That will be no problem," I muttered to myself.
Following the information was the link address to show the Google maps location to the office. Also, was their working hours and time of availability in office.
"I think I'm good to go today," I murmured, heading to my wardrobe to get myself a formal attire.
I dressed in a tailored blazer over a white button-up shirt, tucked into my well-pressed black trousers, and—
"Off I go."
I found my way down the stairs, fortunately, my mom was seated in the sitting room, her eyes fixed on the television before her. Like expected, weekends were either useful or useless for her—the possibilities fluctuate.
"Where are you headed to dressed up like that?" she asked me, a mixture of mockery and curiosity in her tone.
"What?" I didn't know if I had detected mockery right, but I didn't mind. "I will be back before you can tell."
"Alright, just be careful on your way," she said with a tinge of concern in her voice.
"I will. Meanwhile, can I get a sum from you?"
"What do you need it for?" she asked.
"My bicycl—" I was interrupted.
"Alright, I will send the amount I have to your account," she said, her attention focus on the television before her.
It was not my business anyway. I had important ones to attend to, so, I made my way out, through the door.