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It's been euphemistically referred to as "mutually beneficial, transactional dating" but is the growing world of "sugar daddy" relationships just a sanitised term for sex work?
Freya is 22 and wearing jogging bottoms and a tatty T-shirt. She expresses herself unaffectedly and confidently.
She decided to start sleeping with older men for money while she was at university. "I love sex," says Freya. "And you know, I'm pretty good at it. So getting a sugar daddy - or two - was a no-brainer really."



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Two years ago my daughter announced she was getting married AND that she was inviting not only my ex’s platinum blonde American long-term lady friend, but lady friend’s identical twin sister. Same age as me, but as glossy and immaculate as only Americans can be, and in DUPLICATE. Yikes!

Luckily I’d just started the most miserable depressing part-time job ever (trying to help people heading towards bankruptcy to sort their personal finances) and that helped, boy did it help. I worked until 10 pm every night, was too glum to eat and by the wedding had lost a satisfactory 2.5 stone (35 lbs, or 16 kgs).

Even better, the Terrible Twins couldn't make it to the UK and the wedding weekend was huge fun, with the FOTB and the MOTB avoiding the bride’s very disapproving eye to spend lots of catch-up time together. I’d been doing a lot of Zumba (puff puff) to shape up as the weight fell off and the FOTB wasn’t the only one interested. So that was one of several reasons that I joined CS, and I have had a year of talking so much every night that I kept forgetting to eat.

Weighed myself the other day and was a bit taken aback to find my weight loss in two years is now exactly 4 stone. (56 lbs, or 25 kgs). So how do I market this as a weight-loss plan and make my fortune, eh? It may be a bit complicated ... but hey, CS is an essential factor. You in?

I believe if one is truly looking on here for a mate... or friendship then why do they not take the time to truly fill out the profiles... how does one really see that glimpse of the ppl they are veiwing...to me it seems they may be cheating themselves out of a true chance finding that one special someone... just my thought.

when you break a bone, I broke my knee the other week.

A broken kneecap happens if the small bone called the (patella) that rests above the front of the joint breaks.

It really was painful and I went unconscious in the ambulance.
Eventually when I came round I was lying on a gurney, my leg had been placed in a cast and elevated . The Doctor said I had been quite lucky and had quite a bad break he pointed to the bright light wall and said my x-ray was very explicit.

I looked to the wall to see what I can only describe as about ten student
Nurses all quite attractive too may I add. They were all nodding intently, gasping each other and groaning low moans. As I eventually saw my x-ray through a gap in the group of beauties it had become clear why they were all fussing and looking at me so intently

You can copy and paste the link below to see the x-ray. I wouldn't post it as some of the ladies or even gents of CS may find it to graphic.

I believe if one is truly looking on here for a mate... or friendship then why do they not take the time to truly fill out the profiles... how does one really see that glimpse of the ppl they are veiwing...to me it seems they may be cheating themselves out of a true chance finding that one special someone... just my thought.

My son asked me why I work with old people. He said...Mom, you always come home so tired, you always complain about your back hurting & your legs cramping up, most of them don't even remember your name, & you cry and get heartbroken when one of them dies. If it hurts you to work there then why do you do it?
I told him..yes, I get tired & cranky. Yes, my back & legs always hurt, & yes, I am heartbroken when one of them takes wing and flies away from this life.
I get aggravated, annoyed, & sometimes I have to walk outside & have a smoke before my head explodes.
Sometimes I just want to lay my keys on the medcart, walk straight out the door, & never look back.
Every single day I'm a nurse, shrink, psychologist, child, parent, wife, or just a friend.
I've listened to stories of how they remember when Miami was just a dirt road..or of how they are afraid at night and need a light on.
I've ran my fingers through hair when they've cried out for their mamas or deceased husbands.
I've held them in my arms when they've just started crying about some real or imaginary thing.
I answer to any name..I've been Henry, Victoria, Loretta, I've even been a man who's had a sex change!! Lol
I've whispered to and caressed the faces of those taking their last breaths when no family was available.
This is only a typical day in the life of a caregiver.
But every single day, when I walk in, I'm greeted with hellos, hugs, laughs, & even "I missed you".
They tell me if they've slept well, if they've had good or bad dreams.
They worry if I look tired & they don't care if I sing off key.
They may not remember my name but they do know they can count on me to be there when they need me, but they can never, ever understand that as much as I give them, they've given me tenfold.
My son didn't look very impressed. So I told him....At this moment in time I've been blessed with the opportunity to care for God's eldest children, who am I to turn away from this gift?

She slept with wolves without fear, for the wolves knew a lion was among them.

She was never crazy. She just didn't let her heart settle in a cage. She was born wild, and sometimes we need people like her. For it's the horrors in her heart which cause the flame in ours, and she was always willing to burn for everything she has ever loved.

..not a year goes by we 3 brothers dont shed a tear on this day.





yes that blonde boy is me....

I saw and felt the expression of divinity in everything and everyone. I touched the presence, intelligence, beauty and love of the Universal Mind, and know that God is not a reality ... God is reality, or, to express this another way, Everything is, because God is Everything. I do not believe in God; I perceive God. In other words I am aware of the consciousness of the Cosmos. The eyes of truth are watching...