“Have I ever told you that I have a thing for older guys, Leonard? The saddest part of all of this is that right up until YOU dropped a name that yo... shouldn’t have, the ‘get in my pants’ option was NOT off the table.”“Que sera sera. Whatever will be, will be.” Whyte sang. “But I gave them fair warning per your rules, Contessa. Oh, feel free to finish the cigarette you’ve left burning in the ash tray. Last one and such, only fitting.”“Oh, no. That’s why I got this pack out, instead.” Helen. There was something about his awkward stance that kind of turned me on. Oh well. Probably won't ever see him again anyway.Ha.Get back with our groceries and as we're unloading to the 3rd floor, neighbor just so happens to pull in right beside us. I smiled. He nodded. Okay, he's pretty cute I guess.Heading up the stairs and a bag rips. My boyfriend is conveniently nowhere to be found. Great. I turn around and find my neighbor helping me pick up. It was one of those corny movie moments where they. Danny. Maybe, if she was quiet, the fox and his cronies wouldn’t notice her. Cronies, that was a fun word. Mommy had used that one awhile ago. She slowly took another nibble, the peanut butter suddenly seeming a bit stickier than it should, trying to make herself as small as possible. The sound of a ball being kicked between boys was punctuated by the odd comment or hoot. They were almost right behind her now. ‘Yeah Danny, and-‘ ‘Hey!’ Danny’s call cut off the other speaker. There was a. I would have to tread gently."I just meant that I could be your sugar daddy," I said."My sugar daddy? What's a sugar daddy?" Michelle asked. "I don't know what that is." Well, a sugar daddy is a man who spends money on a woman who is his girlfriend or mistress," I explained. "A whore will sleep with anyone who has the money to buy her for an hour. She doesn't care who it is so long as their money is good. A mistress, or 'sugar baby' as they are sometimes called, is a more exclusive arrangement..