What makes a great SB?

Interesting question.

One SB I once knew years ago in NY put it: 'You want my sexy bod, and I want your lovely green': talking about not mincing words. She was definitely not the best SB I have ever met, even though she was one of the most attractive ones.

Sometimes I just get put off by people's money greed. I like money more than most people, especially since I am around money and some rich individuals, professionally. But to hear someone go on and on about it is a turn off. So I would say what makes an SB distinguish herself from the rest is her discretion when it comes to that. She can ask, but it is how she does it that makes the difference, and most people get it wrong. Nina is a perfect example. She doesn't say: 'I want $$$$ per month'. She says, 'my birthday is coming up', and then puts a great smile on her face and looks me straight in the eye in a way that says 'do it buddy or else'. Class! And she demands attention, even in her soft spoken voice.

Another chacteristic of a great SB is the way she handles herself in public, at a nice restaurant. Is she polite to the service? or is she arrogant? Does she put people down? Good table manners, elegance, etc. Amanda had all these great things, but then she blows it by standing me up! Go figure.

Is she educated? or at least does she have some goals in her life (other than relieving me from my money, that is)?
So you get the picture: at least pretend you have class, and you will be treated like a lady.

Last but not least, chemistry is very important: If there is no chemistry I feel as if I am doing a chore, even if I sleep with you. And even if we do sleep together, it will be a one time thing. If chemistry is there, this can last a long time, at least until it becomes 'dangerous' for both.

What happens if the 'arrangement' part spills over into one's real life. For those SDs and SBs that are married, look out!

I always liked the European (or is it just the French?) model for this. You find one real good SB, and she is your mistress for a long time. You see her every now and then, share the good moments, open up with each other, and also be there with advice, someone to talk to etc. Now that's nice, and that's what I have been trying to find. Found it once only in the past, with Malone. She had education (law school), maturity (she was 28), looks, the best chemistry ever. And she never stood me up:) We broke it off for various personal reasons. If I was closer to her age and unmarried I would have grabbed her.

The ideal SB: all of the above. Maybe not model looks or extravagant dress up, but the whole package in the right combinations that just spells class, seductiveness, and good conversation, all in one.

Here is one from the memory vault

This was 10+ years ago, before my SD days. I put an ad in the Village Voice (that famous New York rag) for an older woman. One of the many ads, back then I was into older women.
Anyways, I talked to a number of ladies and after having a nice conversation with one of them we decide to meet. She wanted to meet near Carnegie hall, at a coffee shop. So far so good. So I go there, and I see someone waiting and just staring at the empty space, wearing a very nice fur coat (real fur, by the way) and some very sexy white gloves. I stare at her, but she doesn't even blink. Is she even alive?? I walked past her a couple of times, nothing. Finally, I call out her name: 'Pardon me ma'am do you happen to be Diana?' 'Oh Hi David darling how are you?' She kinda looked like one of the Gabor sisters.
So we go in and settle down. She told me I am the most adorable looking thing she has ever met.
And that she will take me to the opera (I hate opera by the way!), and introduce me to all kinds of people. And at that point I just started to get excited and complemented her on her outfit etc etc. I was thinking though how old she looked. She must have been in her late 50's. Anyway I told her I would love to meet some of her friends and talk about stock markets or even the art market.
But then, out of the blue she says: 'Oh but I think I will go with the French man I just met even though he is 45. He has this great gallic accent.' And with that she gets up and just takes off into the night.
What a crackpot! And to think that I lost to a French guy. ARRGHH. So that was my first and last encounter with a potential sugar momma.
I can't say that the quest will continue, although I have been toying with the idea. Maybe I should start hanging out by the opera more often? torture....

I am finding myself thinking about Amanda again. Which is somewhat strange given the fact she stood me up at our last scheduled meeting. Getting stood up is a capital offense in SD land.

But still, I am thinking about her and in this regard she must be one of the few people about whom this happens (in and out of SD/SB land). It is strange, as if we have unfinished business... I may text her one more time to see what's going on. Would be nice to see her one more time, before I head up home for good.

I will see the Treasure from Katy, TX one more time, and also Tina. I haven't seen them in a long time. I have known Tina on and off for a year and a half now, so this particular good bye will be interesting. I never got to meet her lovely daughter, unfortunately. Idea: I will fly them both to NYC for a weekend!! That should be a good one.

If I do get back to New York I plan to get a sugar momma too, lol. I am not quite sure where to find one, but I always wanted one. Since I am a persistent individual, I know I will succeed in my quest, hopefully before I get too old.