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Last time in the elevator a teenage girl was enthusiastically relating to her skeptical upper-middle class mother how much sugar babies made dating older men on seeking arangement. She had C-cups and wore a white woolen jumper.

>> No.13723852

>>13723736
You seem to have accidentally posted this here rather than on your facebook page.

>> No.13723894
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>>13723736
Godspeed fren
Physical book shops are sort of more reliable than online ones.

>order pic related (bilingual Latin/French Greek/French editions)
>4 weeks ago
>still no news, no delivery notice, no confirmation mail
>fight autism and call the editors
>qtsecretaryvoice apologises and tells me it wasn't prepared
>maybe I'll get it before Christmas

If you manage to get a girlfriend in a bookshop, tell us how you do it. I often picture myself talking to a girl reading some mango or browsing through the Philo area area but they're the sort of girls that would cry wolf and call security if you get too close.

>> No.13723955

>>13723736
>Last time in the elevator a teenage girl was enthusiastically relating to her skeptical upper-middle class mother how much sugar babies made dating older men on seeking arangement. She had C-cups and wore a white woolen jumper.

G-d, what is this world we're living in?

>> No.13723984

>>13723736
could you write this in a form of dialogue?

>> No.13723997

>>13723736
Could you write this in an epistolary form?
Don't forget the dates.

>> No.13724036

>>13723736
Could you write this as a porn script?

>> No.13724044

>>13723736
So you were in the elevator with a trashy underage girl and her mother and you were ogling her breasts.
You being a pedo is the real story here, methinks.

>> No.13724069

>>13724044
I don't know the consensus on this, but to me oogling a teen's tits is lower on the degeneracy scale than a mother and daughter discussing the monetary gain the younger could achieve with prostituting herself in public.

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>>13723984
He clutched the perfectly wrapped paper bag and exited into the mall. "They're so wonderful" he thought. The girls. "They must have a highly attractive male boss they gravitate around to be so nice." It was the best book shop he had ever been to, he made a point of regularly purchasing from them solely because of the warmth of the staff. They were earnestly nice, girls who smiles beam otherworldly infecting malifec joy with their gaze, girls who made you not hate women, if only for a moment. He walled towards the elevator to return to his car below.

"Book stores don't make money," he thought, "but as a vanity business... imagine; employing dozens of pretty private school girls, dressing them in your wholsome girl scout store uniforms, basking in their radiance every day; a beautific vision here and now, your own Eden." The elevator doors opened. "It's worth paying $15 more per title than Amazon, to be across the counter from them for a moment" He rationalised to himself as he stepped into the lift, "It pays their wages after all."

>> No.13724151

>>13724141
go on

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>>13724151
"They make thousands of dollars a week!" The doe eyed teenager exclaimed, the high pitched innotation betraying her unhealthy excitement. "Sugar babies on seeking arrangement." Anon stopped admiring the origami like packaging of his newly purchased book and turned his balding head up to look across the lift.

They were a high end department store catalogue dressed mother and daughter. Affluent in an affluent area, $35,000 private school enrolled no doubt, dropped off each day in her Mercedes-Benz SUV, boutique shopping together on Amex charge cards backed by the dual dispoable incomes of two upper-management professionals.

The mother shot back an unsure look exasperated. "Why is my prostitute-admiring daughter so fucking braindead?" the scrunch of her eyes intoned, "Why did I wait until my mid -30s to fertilise dud ovums?" pursed lips seems to say, her eyes darting as she thought how to respond to her daughters newly announced desire to become an escort, scheming how to manoeuvre her away from which ever slut friend had planted the seed in her head, to deftly abort the pregnant idea before it gave birth and she had a whore for a child.

"WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH WOMEN" Anon screamed internally across the lift. "WE ARE TOTALLY FUCKED. SHE'S A RANDOM UPPER CLASS GIRL YOU'VE BUMPED INTO IN A LIFT, HER DAD PAYS TENS OF THOUSANDS FOR HER TO GO TO AN ELITE PRIVATE SCHOOL. ALL IT TAKES IS ONE BUZZFEED ARTICLE TO PISS IT ALL DOWN THE DRAIN AND YOUR RETARDED XX SPAWN WANTS TO BECOME A PROSTITUTE!" the caps lock key depressed in his mind. "FUCK EVER HAVING A FAMILY. FUCK WOMEN. FUCK THIS SHIT CLOWNWORLD. THE JAPS SHOULD HAVE WON WORLD WAR TWO."

The mother settled on her stratagem, contorted her face as if tasting off tuna, beginning with a groan "They have to date lots old men, spend time with them, it's really gross" she tried shaking her head, goading her daughter into associating sugar babying with a conga line of fat old physically repellent men, hoping to kill the allure. The daughter wasn't buying.

"And they give them thousands of dollars. Tens of thousands! All they have to do is spend time with them" the glee more pronounced than before. "BECAUSE THEY'RE PROSTITUTES" Anon screamer in his mind, but he was unsure, "did she already know this?" He couldn't say. He wanted to think she was just naive, innocent, virginal, had read some Snapchat news promotion glamourising sugar babies without knowing it was escorting but... he doubted. It wasn't a little girls glee she spoke with, it was a knowing glee, a glee that she had found her calling, had her lifes plan worked out, that she could use her freshly budded talent to manipulate men and curate a lifestyle from it.

The lift doors opened and they walked to their Mercedes-Benz.

>> No.13724338

>>13724302
>>13724141
Based

>> No.13724364

>>13723736
Millennial and Gen Z women are being sugar babies for Gen X and Boomers, meanwhile millennials get nothing.

>> No.13724434

>>13724364
Our time will come fren. If not bathed in sugar, we will meet a early death. Either way, a win-win

>> No.13724461

>>13724434
Based friend. Strength and Honor

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>>13724434
>>13724461
semper fi my niggers

>> No.13724947

>>13724044
Eunuch

>> No.13724977

How do book shops work? when you pick up a book and buy, do they replace it?