Chapter 1: The Journey Begins!

Sometimes I don’t know what i am doing! and clearly, today is one of them. I have just started this web site!

I am M! And all of the story I am gonna put here is real! All has really happened or is happening right now!

I live in … well, somewhere in Germany! I have an illusion that I make good money!  Well you know, I guess at least I make more than average people.

However here is the first problem! I am not German. I am from somewhere in the middle east. The lovely, full of trouble middle east! I don’t look like Germans, no blue eyes, no blond hairs, not very tall.

Also that is painful but my German speaking skills are not good enough yet. So I mostly stick to English for conversation.

I am near my end of 38. I have a lot of dreams. I guess, i should fight harder for them.

I think I like girls! Or I don’t know, may be it is an illness! probably the worst illness I have. I have of course another illness which is as sever as this one: I always feel lonely. Even when there are a lot of people around me.

I don’t feel lonely only when I am with someone whom I love. As you will see in my story, this illness will make me pay a lot of money!

You know, I have been working my entire life. Work, work, work…! In the old days, when my smartphone was showing a new message has arrived, I was almost sure it is either someone who needs something or the mobile phone operator!

It was never happening that people write me and simply ask, “Hey, how are you today?” Specially not girls!

Now, imagine me as an Asian guy who has such issues in Germany! How can he attract some girls and go out with them? German girls… just think about the depth of the disaster!

The racist is there! It is only hidden, but it is there. I have been living here in this country for 4 years now, and I know those walls between us, and Germans are there.

No one talks about them. Every one pretends there is no wall, no difference, but there is. You will only feel it if you look very carefully and if you try to pass the wall. I don’t say passing the wall is impossible but mostly it is extremely difficult.

Even I believe many immigrants think they have passed the wall and are now a part of Germans community, but indeed they are still strangers. This however shows up only in very special circumstances.

Anyway now, imagine it is Friday evening and I want to go watch a movie in the Cinema and I like to have a nice company. How would I do that?

The solution which came into my mind was easy and straight forward: what if I attract them with money? I can easily afford to have a lady beside me.

That was the reason why I got interested in the idea of being a sugar daddy. I really was not after having sex or any intimate contact with any one. I just wanted to have a nice company.

Now after more than 2 years of being a sugar daddy however, I recognize how wrong it is to not to be after sex! You may get surprised or angry about what I said, however, in future I will show you why I am right.

So! I became a sugar daddy. And here is my story… which is still ongoing…

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