“Princess.” He took me in his arms for a tight hug as soon as I reached him. Gosh, the way I missed his scent was maddening; he held me like that for about three whole minutes before pulling away.
Well, I went in for the peck we usually give each other, which was no big deal, but he moved away and my lips landed on his cheeks.
"Sorry, princess, I'm engaged now, and you're almost in college; it's inappropriate," he explained, and my heart burned.
So we rich kids have so many more problems than the underprivileged. At my age I was only going to college because I wanted to be normal, but I already had a trust fund of about three hundred million set up for me when I turned twenty-one. My checking accounts had a total of about ten million.
My therapist said if older guys were my kink, I cou
