Boston Charmer

One more thing. I swear. Before I pass out...lol!
Okay okay okay
I clearly have deprived myself of blogging for far too long (let me clarify; I used to blog back in the day and had a nice following...I'm sure my faithful audience would be shocked if they knew about this one!)
Anyway, there is ONE more guy who I think has real possibility. He is very attracted to me, lives in Boston, is married (unfortunately), I am attracted to him, and he has promised me an allowance of 2k a month if we click and he seemed really eager to meet me. He also asked if I had a passport and explained that he loves to travel to exotic locations...This all sounds very exciting/glamorous to me as the farthest I've gotten from New York is Florida. The only problem is he lives in Boston, so it's a little bit of a trip but I'm hoping that it's worth it and that we click. I don't really know how I'm going to explain any of this situation to my parents...I suppose I could tell them I'm visiting my ex who conveniently does live in Boston. But sooner or later if I start seeing someone they're going to catch on that something is going on. I have kiddingly said that I need to find a sugar daddy (being the fool that I am) and my parents would KILL ME....even though I am 21 I am still living under their house and expected to abide by their rules. Further, I don't want to disappoint my father. Him losing faith in me would be absolutely devastating as he is one of the most important people in my life.
But oh, I need money. And I've tried, I've tried. I applied to over 30 jobs, even jobs that pay minimum wage. So far, nothing. I had ONE measly interview and I didn't even get hired. I also missed a handful of interviews because I was having troubles with my now-ex boyfriend.

All of this is somewhat of a last resort, but maybe this is exactly what I need to get back on my feet and feeling good again. I've never been pampered before by a man outside my family, and I don't see why I shouldn't be.

Still, the thought of shenanigans (one of my favorite words btw) occuring between me and someone married makes my stomach churn. If I'm that upset just thinking about it, how the heck would I be able to handle it in person? Answer? Alcohol.