They walk beside us, exoticize and fetishize us for our accomplishments, compliment us for our bodies, booties, thinking they're the first and only white guy to do so.
My education bumped my status up a notch, but not enough to be with the real money, and certainly not enough for the old money. Now there's always a chance that one's paramour really likes you and doesn't care how posh you are, but it didn't seem like you were talking about that. So fuck that noise.
On the other hand, my social skills are limited, so there's always that.
My education bumped my status up a notch, but not enough to be with the real money, and certainly not enough for the old money. Now there's always a chance that one's paramour really likes you and doesn't care how posh you are, but it didn't seem like you were talking about that. So fuck that noise.
On the other hand, my social skills are limited, so there's always that.
Uuuh, I'm getting my first comments here :) Thank you, Ken.
Yes, you were right, I wasn't talking about that, I was def talking about the "old money" type of men.