Dates, Details, Diamonds

No Diamonds now I am afraid, but it sure sounded cute ;-)

Do you have a 'type' when it comes to Sugar Daddy's. We all know there tend to be different kinds of guys, and each provides a different experience. There are Allowance Daddy's, Gift Daddy's, Experience Daddy's, Travel Daddy's - and as I like to call them the Diamond daddy's, where id expect all of the above :-)

Well my date this week was with 'Economy Daddy' for want of a better expression. Il try to explain, and here as promised is a detailed account of our meet!

I will call him 'G' and I met him on Craigslist a few months ago. Due to him being out of the country we have only just met, although we have kept in touch and he has been patient.
G's Advert on Craigslist mentioned he would like a 'GFE - Girl Friend Experience' and was happy to provide a monthly allowance, shopping and more. He came across as kind and gentlemanly, and I had good vibes from him.

On the morning of the date and I got ready at home, before embarking on a 2 hour journey to see him. The journey does not bother me, as I am very used to traveling and I quite enjoy it. From speaking to G on the phone it was clear he was extremely laid back, and not as 'suave' 'urbane' or 'polished' as all other men I have met. I had a acute feeling he would not know his Pucci from his Gucci, so I adjusted my look and felt a lot less pressure to look flawless, like I have felt the need to in the past.

I decided on black treggings - you know, trouser legging things, with a long sleeved black tunic top. I wore black leather medium heeled biker boots over the leggings, and had my hair down, big, and blown out to perfection. My make up was natural, and I accentuated my eyes with a few eyelash extensions in the outer corners.

Over this I wore a caramel cashmere coat, with a tan leather Prada bag. I wore simple Tiffany studs, and a silver bracelet by Pandora. Around my neck I tied a Alexander McQueen Skull scarf. A very casual look, and I felt comfortable which is always important.

Off I went, and I have to say I had zero nerves. I thought at first it was the fact that I was a little un-excited (is that even a word?! It is in my mind :-) But i have come to the conclusion that the more you date, the better you get used to it. I even will go as far to say that I enjoy the lurching feeling in your stomach as you silently look around, scanning faces blindly for any likeness to that Jpeg he sent you last week. Will he be as fat? Will he be less fat? Will he be as old? What will he wear? Will be make me want to turn around and pretend I don't know who he is?! Will I feel like running over and giving him a hug?!

On this occasion, I saw him the moment I got to our meeting place, which was by the side of the River Thames. He was lent against the railings looking bigger than I imagined, but in a strong and imposing way, not a too many krispy kremes way... although admittedly, he was no stranger to a doughnut or two. With blonde hair, jeans and a leather jacket.

I greeted him, and we started heading towards a restaurant he would take me to for lunch. Straight away, he fired into a spiel, almost like a sales pitch - I put this down to his nerves, which he later admitted he had been full of before meeting me. I hope I put him at ease, but I'm not really sure he ever fully relaxed.

As we walked into the restaurant, I noticed he knew everyone there. The staff, the waiters, the owners. This is nice, but it made me feel 'on show' and a little like I was paraded around for kudos points. I greeted all with a smile, and made the most of the friendly service.

We took a look at the menu, and he kept reminding me 'I could have what ever I wanted'. Kind, you might think, and of course it was. But I have to admit, I find this annoying. I feel like saying "I KNOW I can have whatever I want, and If I cant we may as well end the date right now, because that is the main motive for my being here"

Of course Lunch isn't my 'main motive' but in sugar dating the whole point is you are treated like a lady and expensive lunches are all part and parcel. The added factor that this was a pretty but middle of the road restaurant confirmed my attitude towards things like this. I sound like a bitch? I really am not, but lets not beat around the bush :-)

Through our conversation I gather that he is in his 40's, and he owns beauty salons. He is divorced, with grown up children, some of whom are older than I am. The beauty salons are in average areas of greater London, not plush, and not somewhere id be all that interested in going in.

G is less educated than I am, but has done well for himself none the less. I admire this, but I found I was 'dumbing' myself down during conversation - certain topics were going over his head and I was adjusting myself to his level. This is a major downside to me, as I want to be constantly learning and advancing myself - something I see a different kind of Sugar Daddy benefiting. G would be the opposite, and id just be a pretty face.

What I'm trying to say, without sounding like a snob, is G is just your average guy. Joe Blogs. He has some spare cash, and wants to invest it in a 'relationship'.

'You can tell me what you want and id buy it for you' he would say. 'Il get you an apartment if you needed one, id put it through my business'. Or 'If you ever need money, call me and il send it to you' At one point I stopped to mention that id quite like a new apple laptop, and he said 'This is the kind of thing you could ask for, and id get you'.

Overall, he was an absolute gem. Kind, caring, and down to earth. I have no doubt that he would take care of a sugar baby very well, and I think he had a naive side that could be walked over. He is a gold diggers dream, but I am not a gold digger.

I think this is a classic example of how to be a sugar baby and not an escort. As the former, I am going to take into consideration the impact on my own life he would have, the benefits, the pros and cons, attraction and chemistry, whether I would be happy with myself dating him. Its not all about the money.... If it was I would have met him again already and be a couple of K richer, or had it wired into my bank. I know id be able to ask this of him, but I am not about to take advantage of this man. Its a little too 'easy' for me.

At this point unsure of what I want to do. I think if I put him in a suit, moved him into central London and gave him a quite cultural crash course id be much happier. The kind of Daddy I like is powerful, challenging, someone I can learn from and who will help me to advance myself. Someone I will enjoy experiences with from a holiday to a conversation.

Being with G is more like having a relaxed lunch with an old friend, good in a way, but maybe to comfortable for my liking?

As I left the date we spoke briefly about 'the small print' - i like this expression I think it sums it up well! My small print is £3k month, once a week, gifts and I call the shots. No sex until it naturally happens, nothing planned. He asked where he could sign.

Its a hard situation. Does anyone reading relate? What do you think you would do? Would you take the £ and see? Or would you end things before they ever started because it isn't how you imagined? A lower class life, but with money in the bank to fund my own?

A contemplating, Baby Bow xx