Random Vent

What kind of nice Sugar Daddy wakes a sugar Baby up at 6am.
I get it your horny- But I'm not!- I want to sleep- Ive worked a 24 hr shift prior to last night- leave me be, leave me be, leave me be- and when i move to the other room- dont follow me- Im genuinely exhausted and if you dont let me sleep- ill bite your head off!

Okay vent DONE

Oxytocin: the hormone of love and cuddling

Oxytocin is a brain chemical associated with pair bonding, including mother-infant and male-female bonds, increased paternal involvement with children, and monogamy in certain rodents, according to Kai MacDonald, M.D., assistant clinical professor of psychiatry at UCSD.

In humans, oxytocin is released during hugging and pleasant physical touch, and plays a part in the human sexual response cycle. It appears to change the brain signals related to social recognition via facial expressions, perhaps by changing the firing of the amygdala, the part of the brain that plays a primary role in the processing of important emotional stimuli. In this way, oxytocin in the brain may be a potent mediator of human social behavior.

“That's why oxytocin is sometimes called ‘the love hormone,'”said MacDonald. “It's said that the eyes are the window to the soul…they certainly are the window to the emotional brain. We know that the eye-to-eye communication—which is affected by oxytocin—is critical to intimate emotional communication for all kind of emotions – love, fear, trust, anxiety.

Studies also show that those with higher level of oxycotorin are more generous......So there we go sugar babies- ask him for that allowance raise AFTER orgasm ;)

Mr Creative Director: The Conflict

The next 6months were amazing.......indulgence, shopping,rendevous.

Our most recent trip was sydney over semester break.
He had to work but we had a beautiful penthouse suite with jacuzzi - beautiful decor and an amazing view of the harbour and sydney bridge.

In addition to my allowance- he released me on sydney armed with cash. I had soo much fun- I got to see st pauls cathedral, the opera house, the sydney bridge, the rocks, botanical gardens, government house, bondi beach and even pulled in some shopping. Im a crazy tourist- i like to see Everything I can possibly see in a day.

By the time i got back to the suite- i was buzzing. Id left just enough time to have a spa, and prim myself for when he got home. I love the feeling when he walks through the door in a business suit; tired after a long day- it makes me feel like i have this beautiful feminine power that I can use to relax him. Im wearing a emerald green dress which sets off my eyes and black heels. I smell devine. He smiles at me and pulls me in to him telling me that I look exquisite. without a further word... we make love on the window seat and hold each other in that happy after sex stupor. He holds me closer and whispers "that hes falling far to deep"......

me: "maybe we should keep the emotions in check more"
him: "its too late for that sweetheart"
me: im sorry
him: its not your fault, lets go get some dinner- im hungry and I have a place in mind I know you'll like

Overall an amazing weekend but the feelings are beginning to emerge. I cant say I dont 'feel' for him...but I dont want to be a home wrecker and hes married. Its a 'no go' zone.
I justified him to myself thinking 'getting the youth and pleasure with me, means he doesnt get annoyed at his wife when she cant give it to him".
Pherhaps money is an aphrodiastic to me, or maybe its the way he charms me, he never fails to be a gentleman, inside and outside the bedroom.
Guys my age dont remember to bring me flowers, or walk on the road side, or even open a car door. They dont remember that my favourite colour is deep purple or that I love 'cookies and cream' icrecream.

Mr Creative Director: Interlude

Semester had finally started...but I was feeling good- along with all my summer savings plus mr.director I had a good stash of cash. I also had a nice few additions to my wardrobe.

I was looking good, feeling good and amped for the semester ahead. (bring it on!).
For the first time during university- I didnt have to work weekends to make ends meet....by this stage we had progressed to a cash allowance in the form of a credit card with a discussed limit. my sugar credit card payed for my books and more. Every few weeks he'd pay it off and id put the new cash towards my rent/groceries/bills. Money was never discussed so it worked well. I was happy and he was happy.

Mr Creative Director: The climax

I love wellington- it has culture and pizazz. Known for being a buisness centre but also city of art, mueseums and character.

I arrived around 8 on friday night. He picked me up from the airport and we went out for a beautiful dinner at the Amebelli wellington. The ambelli is in a equisite converted victorian villa. The menu consists of the Mediterraneans most beloved delicacies. Some selections from the menu:

Pan-roasted Line caught Snapper, with Cous Cous, Crayfish
Chili Aioli & Fennel Broth

Prosciutto-wrapped Certified Organic Chicken, Cauliflower
Puree, Melted Mustard Leeks & Crispy Sage

Chickpea Kibbeh with Tahini and a Seasonal 'Mezze' of Organic Carrot
and Preserved Lemon; Roasted Cauliflower & Beetroot

It was absolutely devine to say the least. The atmosphere was once again perfect.
After dinner: a walk along the waterfront where we laughed till our stomachs hurt and I snuck him passionate but quick kisses when I thought noone was looking. ;) (this would later become a game of ours)

The hotel room was beautiful and as he promised two suites (not that wed need both) We stood on the balcony....the night air warm. Alone at last: we kissed passionately, exploring each other.................I discovered that night why older men make great lovers. :)

The next morning i awoke at 8 to the smell of fresh coffee (my favourite morning smell). Still in a happy stupor from the night before, he handed me the mug and we lay in bed for awhile- just talking.

After breakfast we headed into central city and indulged in some shopping ... I was hesitant to be too greedy considering that hed already forked out at least a grand for my car insurance...so
I settled on some beautiful Italian flats and my first ever bottle of chanel no5. :)

All in all, it was an amazing experience. I couldnt wait till we could make the next trip away :)

Mr Creative Director: Scene Two

The plan was that we would meet in a beautiful upmarket restaurant in the city. 730pm.
He would be wearing a black business jacket and jeans. For my American readers- NZ is the 'casual' center of the world!

-A mad pre-dinner rush and perhaps insight into my life!-

Hit 63opm i'm stuck at work- I cant leave because im waiting for someone to take over my shift and they haven't shown. tick tick tick- FINALLY at 650pm i'm off. Im not happy- id planned on taking time to get ready. i wanted to look my absolute best.

So I take a shower at work and not having time to rush home i go through my overnight bag in the back of the car.
Lucky I always keep changes in my car! My life is like that- I never know when i might wind up at work or working so late at uni that i crash at a friends apartment closer to town.

I settle on jeans- stilettos (i keep shoes in my car too!) and a beautiful top that hugs my figure and accentuates all the right parts :). At traffic lights- i attempt to do my makeup. I arrive slightly late at 745- spray some perfume- take a deep breathe and get my a-game on.

I wander into the restaurant and glance around- he spots me - walks up - give me a quick kiss on the cheek and ushers me to the table. I take him in; hes fit, smells fantastic and has the aura of a complete gentlemen.

Lucky for me- he just laughed at my story and wasn't phased by my lateness...he looked at me, held my gaze and commented genuinely "you are exuistively beautiful, makeup or not"
-swooooon-

The evening in a nutshell

The atmosphere was perfect. There was light jazz in the background and a beautiful view of the harbour.

my companion is fascinating, the conversation rolls as though we were old friends. He compliments me often and brushes my hand tenderly at points.
Midway through he looks at me seriously- squeezes my knee and comments "I like you alot, I feel like I can stop searching for a Sugar Baby, your it".....and besides he jokes... "helping you would make me feel like i'm doing something more worthwhile than building the worlds biggest shoe collection".

I blush and nod- he takes my hand and comments "I dont want to meet you at 6pm every wednesday for a shag ..... I want to get to know you, I want to dine you, wine you and spoil you". I want to know 'who you are' and 'what makes you tick'. I want to know 'what drives you' and enjoy your youthfullness" ...he pauses and suggests that I accompany him to xxx this weekend on buisness. We will go for dinner, we will go dancing and the next day he will take me shopping.

He adds (thoughtfully) : i'll get two hotel rooms - there is no pressure for anything. He asks me if there are any expenses at the moment that i cant cover. I mention my car insurance. He nods and says 'not a problem- i cant let you drive around without car insurance anyway'. So there we have it- no allowances discussed but a nice first 'arrangement'. my car insurance is approaching a grand so i'm happy. secretly id probably have gone without the car insurance- he intrigues me so much- but i do need insurance and hes more than happy to pay.

Mr Creative Director: Scene One

Very first e-mail from Mr.Creative Director

you are young beautiful and fascinating and i want to give you uncomplicated fun and indulgence. i want to pay for stuff for you, i want to support and extend you in your endeavors, i want to savor your beauty and feel your primal response.
hey maybe i have you wrong. totally up for that. but my guess is you can feel most of what i am saying?
it resonates
it is in you
so lets continue to explore
speaking of primal impulses... i am male, i care about how you look. please send me some more pics. doesn't have to be fabulous etc, just you being you. and if you send me something a little bit sexy i wouldn't complain either.


Picking this apart:
- hints of an allowance sugar daddy, hints of gifts and some indulgence (tick,tick)
Obviously this is going to involve 'sex' - with a 40 year old- Im still not entirely sure at this point weather I can pull through with that..........this is new to me
On the flipside- hes interesting- his word play draws me in........

and with that I click REPLY-
Im honest, i tell him this is outside my usual sphere of conduct, but that he excites me and I want to continue to explore the possibilities. I send him a few pictures.

Sugar Dating......A harmless social experiment?

The Journey Begins.

I was browsing the web on a summers night. Working 50hr weeks to save for school- was not fun- but at least i still had evenings. I began to plot better ways to make money.
My father says it takes "hard work to make money", "theres no such thing as a free ride".

A few days later I caught a documentary on television. Seeking arrangement and sugar dating. I bring my beauty, you bring the cash- it seemed primal. You satisfy me and ill satisfy you.
But was this glorified escorting or something more? It certainly went against everything ive been taught.

But curiosity always wins with me.....and what better way to entertain myself than a harmless social experiment.

After some elaborate word play- I created a profile. This fledgling sugar baby was about to learn to fly ...