Sooooo…a few days ago I took a trip down to Orlando, Florida.
I kid you not. One of my, um ‘friends’ paid for it. He was very sweet. He was
bringing me down to see him. I like him. He never forgets to spoil a girl. And
you know, I need spoiling. It’s true. I don’t think that makes me different
than any other girl actually. I am just willing to do what it takes to make
sure it happens. I don’t have time for ‘men’ who can’t come correct. You wanna
be my lover – and who wouldn’t want to – treat the queen like a queen and we’ll
be golden. Anyway, Florida Boy is like that. What I didn’t know was that his
son was up for a little Paula himself. You ever meet those people who, just the
fact that they want you so bad is the source of their charm? I mean, he knows I’m
there as his dad’s ‘girlfriend’ right? If nothing else he could hear the noise
coming from out of the bedroom. It didn’t matter though. I would take a shower
and I would catch him out of the corner of my eye, just watching me soap up.
Now, I don’t want to be disrespectful to anyone let alone to my Florida Sugar
Daddy but sometimes…I mean, his son WAS kind of cute. All the time he seemed to
be following me around, asking me question, finding bizarre, innocuous reason
to brush up against my tits or my ass. I would let him know that I knew what he
was doing and he would almost melt through the floor with embarrassment. It was
soooooooo endearing. How could it not be? So, at some point I felt the need to
you know, felt the need to, hm well. Maybe you’d better call and find out.
