I was running out of money.
My very generous sponsor last showed up a few weeks ago.
Typically, I would get a booty call from him at least once a week, which generated a decent income and a lot of free shopping trips.
This source of income seems to dry out. I don’t know why. Maybe he left Second Life or took a break. Or he had enough of me. Shit happens.
Time to find an alternative. It could take months until I generate income as a porn model.
No, working at an escort club until then is not an option. I don’t have the time to wait hours for clients who then pay very little by the hour or some tips for dancing and stripping.
I need yet another sugar daddy.
Once again, I went to Bar No.5 in the Hooker Hotel region. I was deliberately not clothed like all the whores there. I wanted to look like the next-door girl, not like the average whore that goes by the hour.
Once again, that worked.
It didn’t take long for an attractive man to approach me.
“What are you doing at a place like this?”
He thought I took the wrong exit and landed here by accident. I was pretty straightforward and said:
“Well, I am running out of cash, and I like the idea of being paid for sex. Especially when it is a regular call.”
He asked if I had ever done that before. I told him the story about my sugar daddy.
“I don’t mind paying for it, buying gifts occasionally, and having fun together.”
Bingo. Sounds like a keeper that one.
He invited me to his home, an imposing beachfront villa. Money is obviously not a problem.
He paid me the agreed 1500 L$, and I ensured he was happy and wants to return for more.
He was a good fuck.
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