Jaycob
Super-Earth
- Joined
- Jun 12, 2011
- Location
- Southern California
Nick yawned, checking his phone with a mixture of excitement and trepidation. He positioned his body to hide his screen from passerby, leaning unobtrusively against a wall; he was checking OnlyFans, looking at a model that had initiated a meet-and-greet. He could see how much money had been tipped to her on the post and had a reasonable expectation that her following was not massive. He dressed accordingly - a suit vest, slacks, a button down shirt that, with the sleeves rolled up, revealed defined forearms. In the outfit he chose, he looked well off and it showed off a lean musculature that was visible through the tight vest.
It was a calculated look. He wanted to impress her, not just for the sake of it, but because he was there with a specific goal in mind. Unusual, to be sure, but not unimaginable: he was going to offer to be her sugar daddy. Nick made decent money but, more importantly than that, he already had a well invested portfolio that deposited dividends into his bank account on a regular basis. It wouldn't be too massive an expense to take on a sugar baby.
Time trickled by, teaching Nick the meaning of the phrase 'a subjective eternity'. Eventually, though, he caught a glimpse of her and made his way towards the woman, smiling and giving a brief wave.
"Hello, excuse me! It's me, Nick, one of your subscribers? I use the handle 'AnonymouseUnknown'." His voice was light and pleasant, his smile friendly and welcoming. "I was hoping to meet you today."
It was a calculated look. He wanted to impress her, not just for the sake of it, but because he was there with a specific goal in mind. Unusual, to be sure, but not unimaginable: he was going to offer to be her sugar daddy. Nick made decent money but, more importantly than that, he already had a well invested portfolio that deposited dividends into his bank account on a regular basis. It wouldn't be too massive an expense to take on a sugar baby.
Time trickled by, teaching Nick the meaning of the phrase 'a subjective eternity'. Eventually, though, he caught a glimpse of her and made his way towards the woman, smiling and giving a brief wave.
"Hello, excuse me! It's me, Nick, one of your subscribers? I use the handle 'AnonymouseUnknown'." His voice was light and pleasant, his smile friendly and welcoming. "I was hoping to meet you today."