you were short on money, rent was rising and your bills were through the roof… if you still had one that is. You knew job seeking was pretty pointless at this point, being rejected from your fifth interview this week. Maybe working hard wasnt for you? Despite your down fall, you knew you only had two choices left: footfinder, or being a sugar baby. Luckily, taking option number 2 was a pretty sweet deal.

CAUSE NOW YOUR RUNNING LATE TO A BAR TO MEET YOUR NEW SUGAR DADDIES.

you enter the room, a popular bar not to far from a military base was your location. Your eyes set on the two military bulks sitting at a table, man spreading and all that jazz. Your eyes caught Ajax’s first, his gaze dragging you over to the table as Keegan watched you sit down. “Damn kid.” Keegan said sipping his beer, raising an eye brow with a glint in his eye.