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Sugar Daddy Diary: Jul 3, 2009

Friday, July 3, 2009

Amanda

She looks so classy even when sitting at a restaurant just having dinner. She likes dressing in black with her hair up, and that looks really elegant. Of course, it all comes off just a short while later, but she looks great. Very nice choice of lipstick color and quantity, and perfume too (Issey Myiake, one of my 2 favorites).

Rude women

Women think men are rude, and I am sure some are. But you should see some people I meet or email with. Women are not far behind in rudeness. For example when they ask, in the first few minutes of our first meeting: 'so, how much money are you gonna give me?'. That just reminds me of a street walker on 10th street.
Or, when during our meeting they keep getting, and answering calls or text messages on the cell phone. One or two is ok, but anything beyond that is annoying like hell. That's why, when I first meet them, I make a point of showing them I am turning my cell phone off. But some, I guess, have a thick skull and no manners.
Or like the other one who had the laptop on by her side, and one the incoming IM handles read: "sugar_daddy".
Or the other one who, when first responding to my email just said:" send pics" and that was it, nothing else in the email.
Forget that !

Amanda

I like running my fingers down her back, her skin is so smooth. And she just lays back there and enjoys... When she turns to talk to me her bangs fall in front of her face and I see those big brown eyes zooming in on me while I talk. Find that very sensual...

Sugar Mama?

Here is an interesting one. I met this greek lady in her mid-forties who is a surgeon, through a mutual friend. She drives a Mercedes in NY, so I am sure she has money to throw around. So the thought crossed my mind, why not do a reversal of roles, and get a sugar mama. So I called her up and we arranged to go to Smith & Wollensky's on 42nd. She talked sooo much I couldn't even squeeze in one word the whole 2 hours. And it was all about her, and her life, and her sister, and her friends.. How boring. At least I got a steak out of it! She picked up the tab. She was too busy to get together again, which is just as good. She reminded me why I don't like greek women.
The strategy to get to her would be to break her down and cut her off, and then zoom in and change the rythm of the whole discussion, to topics more interesting to me, like her becoming my sugar mama. But she just kept talking and after a while I felt like dozing off.
Later I found out that she knew my father, when she was a student in medical school. Small world indeed.