It never crossed my mind to be a sugar baby until one day I ran into a really boring guy in the park. If someone tells you that meeting people in the parks is cool, don't take their word for it. We talked for a while and he asked me out. We went to his house and I had an iced tea on his terrace: a decent date.
But when I missed the last truck home, he told me: "I'm taking you home." He went into another room, rummaged around and came out with two bikes, giving me one of them. He gave me a ride home. Well, rather, I rode my bike. Thirty minutes later, I arrived drenched in sweat and thought: "This is enough."
It was then that I decided to try the life of sugar.
My first sugar bowl
My first sweet relationship was with... let's say Andy. He was in his early thirties and living in Los Angeles. I was in Vancouver at the time. But his job brought him to Vancouver often, so we saw each other once or twice a month. (I'll just skip the generous gifts and surprises).
Andy had his own successful production company and I was in my last year of uni, so watching it once in a while was perfect for me because most of the time I was into books. What I liked about being with Andy is that I didn't have to text him all the time or see him constantly.
He would text me when he came and that was it. It was easy. I didn't feel like he didn't care because we weren't talking all the time. We were just busy. When we saw each other, we would catch up on our lives.
I lived it
Best of all, Andy and I had a lot of things in common. First, we were both vegan. I know that doesn't sound like much, but it made going out to eat together so much easier.
In addition, our similar lifestyles let us enjoy the company without complications. We would kayak Vancouver Island, take a weekend getaway to Seattle and we would go shopping in downtown Vancouver.
If you think this sounds like a relationship, well, yes, it was. We enjoyed being together but we knew where the boundaries were and respected them.
We ended on good terms
After graduating, I got into a master's program abroad. Of course, I told Andy, and although he was saddened by the news, he was supportive, paid my student debts as promised, and understood that I had to leave.
We agreed to end our sweet relationship, so as a parting gift, he took me to Hawaii. It was my first time there and waking up next to him every morning in a bungalow on the beach was an experience I will never forget.
It has been four years since I saw him, but we still talk to each other from time to time to see how we are doing. Since then, he has inspired me to continue in the sugar world.
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