It's crazy how we just met last Saturday, then become roomies the next day, and by Monday we're officially sugar baby and sugar daddy.
Six days with him, and today is exactly one week since we first met, but I think I've known him for years already.
Tonight, as agreed, I'm gonna go to his room for the first time ever; we agreed to share the bed once the weekend is here.
Knocking on his door, I wait patiently in my champagne satin negligee, with my hair and make up done.
But he doesn't respond to my knocks, making me confused if I should try again in a few minutes or just barge in uninvited. After all, we did agree, didn't we? So I've actually got an invitation.
I walk back to my room because I can't bring myself to go against my own principle; I don't do stuffs without consent. So I p
