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I 'm the tall brunette in the romper," I texted from the lobby of the Ritz-Carlton. After martinis and a cheese plate, we got a room—Rich undressed, I de-rompered.
I'm Rich."The 65-year-old business executive looked old but well preserved.
Sifting through my messages, I scheduled a new potential suitor for each night that week: a lawyer on Tuesday, professor for Wednesday, neurosurgeon on Thursday.
From age 22 to 26, I juggled 30 different men between the ages of 42 and 75, and made close to 0,000 in total.
Rich was the first to message: "Nice clavicle," he wrote, referencing my anonymously-cropped profile photo—much akin to that of Keogh's character in the series.
Thanks to my lucrative exploits, I was able to move to New York after graduation and pursue many ventures: I tried internships, enrolled in a film course, and performed off-Broadway. Three months later, back in New York, I was seeing no one. "I believed I'd acted deliberately, pragmatically, as a conscious adult.
In my spare time, I cultivated tomato plants, beat every level of Candy Crush, and taught Zumba to the elderly—sleeping with rich men who treated me like their paid princess was my secret second life. I was hopeful about returning to school, but without the Daddies I lacked direction. Becoming a Sugar Baby was not the path I'd envisioned for myself, but I viewed it as part of my journey to a life of stability—and human connection.For the gentleman of means, a mutually beneficial arrangement provided no-strings-attached companionship, much like From the start, I was an unlikely candidate for the site: a quirky girl-next-door type with the face of a nun.