Mr. Penthouse... and Mr. Africa

It's 2009 and we have our first black President...whoooo hoooooo....!!!

This is my second semester back in school (I never thought I would be back in school), the economy still sucks ass!!!.

Two seasons passed since I have had my last shopping spree...
I have been off the SD scene for a few months, I dated a 26yr old model from the Caribbean with an awesome body only to be reminded of how much I rather be a Sugar baby...:o(
or better yet a kept woman, I'm 25yrs old now..I have to start looking for something a bit more long term.

I recently met ,two potentials. Both through friends .
Mr. Africa was introduced to me on a last min double date with a non SB friend of mine , I think when she found out Mr. Africa was the friend with the real money she was regretful of her decision. He is 35, has two small businesses and a collection of really fly cars. We met this past week, then went to dinner unaccompanied the next night.
We'll see where that goes.


Mr. Penthouse is a real gold mined if it works out, "D" actually made the introduction.
BTW "D" is now married with a three month old baby, still making more than a substantial amount of income but unhappy as all hell from what I can tell.

"D" and I hooked back up when I responded to one of his many emails.
One day I decided to visit him at his "new office" which is now located at a very prominent landmark Manhattan location, major security just to get in the building. I started to cry on the inside, because I was so proud of him but mainly because I wasn't a part of this life anymore.

When I got to the office it was after 6pm , most of his staff had already left the floor, the view from his corner office was extraordinary...
We sat ...he poured me a drink from the mini bar and we talked and filled each other in on whats been going on in each others lives because we did loose touch for a bit. We reminisced on the past, then all that alcohol kinda got to our head, "D" started rubbing my hand, and telling me how much he missed me, how unhappy he was blah blah blah ...one thing lead to another and I ending up showing him exactly what he was missing ........ while bent over the leather office furniture, 46 floors high staring at the empire state building.
Did I feel guilty ..hmmmm not one bit, he was mine first.

We went to dinner after that and I saw him pondering how in the hell he was going to make this work, but I told him what was done is done. I rather us remain friends. "D" said to me with a very serious facial expression " Dionne you deserve the best, don't settle for less.....your young, beautiful and smart...Marry for money and opportunity , the love will come".

I thought that was a bit unlike "d" who never did anything for anyone that did not directly benefit him .......
very suspicious indeed, but I listened.

I went home that night , thinking about what "D" said, and he was right.
Why just settle for SD's , I am looking for something long term, I'm a bit older now ...why not set my goals a bit higher.
So there you have it ladies, I'm back in the game and I'm going for the gold.
I'm a naturally born .....Geisha, I just never knew what a geisha was.

What is a Geisha?
A beautiful sophisticated woman who performed her many artistic talents for those in wealthy societies, they have served at the side of many parties for centuries. Women who become Geisha endure many years of training to master their complicated and vast variety of talents including dance, calligraphy, and "conversation"....
There are many misconceptions about the role of Geisha women. Geishas are not prostitutes, they do not prepare food, they never have one night stands, and they are not wives. Geishas do have certain relationships with men. It is common and encouraged for Geisha to have a client called a “danna” in which Geisha’s are more personally engaged with emotionally and sexually.
Not only do Geishas have to be talented, but they have to exhibit the utmost class and charm when courting clients. Their success depends on their talents AND their etiquette and beauty.
The word ‘gei-sha’ means ‘arts person’ or ‘artiste’. But their real work of art is themselves. Their secret is to transform themselves into a man’s daydream of what a woman ought to be - the ultimate woman, femininity embodied. They have no need to sell their bodies but many choose to become the mistress of a man rich enough to be able to support their expensive lifestyle. Even then he can never own them. As one man put it, ‘they are like cats. You have to take care of them and feed them, but you can’t get them to jump on your lap if they don’t want to.’

A day later, "D" sent me an email with a link to the website of Mr. Penthouse.... who owns many well known company's. The email had " Someone I would like you to meet" in the subject line.

Hmmmmmmmm ....."D" what ARE you up too.....