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"What about this?"

"Nah, the colour doesn't suit you, Soph."

"Not for me, for you!"

"This?"

"Why not? You've said he told you to get something sluty to wear. If this ain't that…"

I think about it for a sec, inspecting the design. "Yes, you're right. But different colour, this one is just eck."

"Yes! We'll find the one you like," she said — and we do. It's like it was made for me and my big ass. Plus, it's a Jurassic Park theme!

I find the right size and take it, adding it to the pile we have on the counter. When you're spending a large amount of money, they'll let you do almost anything.

Almost.

They didn't let us walk around the shop with no clothes on but that's understandable.

"So, when are you going to Italy?"

"In about a week or two."

"Nooo," she whines. "That's too soon."

"I won't be there for a long time. I just have to shoot some pictures for the sex magazine and then we'll see what's next."

"Don't you get enough money from your sugar daddies?"

"I do, but I like modelling."

"Isn't it weird when the people from Vogue or Gucci find out you're also a model for sex magazine?"

"No. Maybe. A bit. But that doesn't stop me from doing my job, plus more people buy their magazines and come to shows if I'm there. Mostly male but whatever. I attract people. They get more money. Vogue and Gucci and others love me even more afterwards," I smile at her and turn to look through the stacks of clothes.

"Simps," she snorts.

"There's nothing wrong with being a simp. Don't you like it when your crush or partner acts like a gentleman?"

"In public, yes. In the bed, no — I like it when Ivan chokes me and calls me a slut and —"

"Nope! I don't need to know about your sex life," I say, leaving the piece of clothing I was looking at and walking away from her. I can hear her laughter as I begin looking at panties.

"Excuse me?" I hear a shy voice behind me. I turn around to see a guy, he looks a bit younger than me.

"Yes?" I politely ask.

"You are Tommo the Tease... Um, Louis Tomlinson, the Vogue model, right?"

"No need to be shy if you know me as Tommo the Tease. Yes, that's me," I offer him a bigger smile which he returns, relaxing a bit.

"Could I get a photo with you?"

"Sure! C'mon, lad," I say. The guy takes his mobile phone out and stands next to me. I put my hand around him bringing him closer. We take a selfie and he thanks me. I nod and then we go separate ways.

"Someone has fans," Sophia says as she comes to me.

"Told you, everyone loves me," I proudly state. "Let's finish the shopping so I can go take a hot bath."

"Are you seeing your sugar daddies today?"

"Nope, I told them before I want to break the relationship since I'm going to Italy."

"Isaac also?"

"No. I have his card, after all. And I'm hoping to have sex one more time before I go."

"You're so sex-crazed. What did they say?"

"Don't know. You came before they could reply."

"You mean, when I scared you?" she giggles and hit my arm.

"Whatever," I say, pretending she hadn't actually scared me. Oh boy, she did. So bad.

"Well, what are you waiting for? Let's see what they wrote."

"Okay," I say and take out my phone. Indeed, there are more than four messages.

James
Okay, love. Text me when you land, I might not be your daddy anymore but I can be your friend 😄

Paul
Be safe and have fun in Italy. Call me if you need anything! And I mean it, sweetcheeks ;)

Eric
Fuck you. Did you find a better daddy to take care of you? Slut in bed, slut in life 🖕🏼

Andy
Are you serious?! Just like that? Fine. I'll miss your ass, asshole!

I roll my eyes at the last two responses and put their names and contacts on my 'don't contact again' list. I'll also share their names with other sugar babies so they watch out for them. When I think about it now, James and Paul are the only one from my five daddies that were loyal to me and treated me like a real boyfriend.

They will get recommended.

"Geez, someone can't take rejection well," Sophia comments.

"More like they can't take life well,'' I pause. "That sounded wrong."

"Yes it did," Sophia quickly agrees.

"Let's finish shopping. Like I said, I want a hot bath."

"Let's go to the spa instead."

"No,'' I whine. "Are you listening to me or just hearing me?"

"Fine, you go take your stupid bath, slut, and I'll go with you."

"What—? No. You're not bathing with me."

"You're leaving for Italy for who knows how long!" Her voice breaks and I think she will cry.

"Sophia. It's not like we won't see or hear each other when I'm there. Plus, I leave in a week or so. We have time," I gently say.

"What if something happens in the meantime?"

"It won't. It's us. Everything is boring for us."

"Fine. But you're buying me a ticket to Italy once you get the money."

"Deal," I say and pull her in a hug. "I saw a fantastic red dress that is perfect for you. Come."

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"Oh, shit," Isaac says when he sees me.

It is three days later, around 8 pm and Issac called me in the morning saying he would want to see me. I still didn't give him his card back since we didn't see each other until now. The money was spent good.

I'm at his penthouse, dressed in that sexy outfit Sophie and I bought, lying on the bed. I'm on my back with my arms spread, smiling at Isaac. He knows I'm leaving for Italy in four days and we have to break it up. The room lights are turned on, a bottle of champagne on the ice next to the bed on the nightstand alongside condoms and lube.

— the rest can be found in 'Explict scenes'—

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A/N: I couldn't wait so long to publish them