Tuesday, 9 July 2013

The Ugly Truth About What Happens When Your Sugar Daddy Gets “Old”: Part 2

I stepped forward, forcing Derrick to move a few steps back. I needed to make sure I was out of Josh’s view—at this point, I could not risk losing either of them. I ran my fingers through my old man’s hair, whispered sweet nothings in his ear, and gave him a kiss on the lips. His lips felt dry and lifeless, not the lips that I once loved. The more I stared at him, the more wrinkles and gray hair I noticed.  He was once attractive to me, but lately, he just looked old.

“Let me finish studying tonight and tomorrow we can go to our sushi place,” I told him. “Sound like a plan?” He nodded and then turned and left. My heart sank and my eyes clouded with tears. I felt like I could no longer recognize myself.  I was caught between a lost love who gave me financial stability, and a new man who could potentially offer me the kind of love I could never have with Derrick.

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