I woke up to check my emails in bed before my six AM training. The first one that I open is from Daddied's website. The first things that I notice is her full lips and beautiful almond skin. She almost looks too good to be true.
The email reads: "You and Princess_Nova have been matched with a percent compatibility of 86%! We will send her Daddied notification once you confirm that you want to meet her! Hurry before she's gone!"
I clicked on her profile to read through it before I made any hasty decision. She lives close by, is colege bound, but is only eighteen. Sheesh... I don't want to ruin what's left of a girl's innocence, but then agian, she wouldn't be on this website if she was.
My phone vibrates rapidly in my hand as i try to finish reading through about Princess_Nova. I let out a yawn and the name across my screen reads "Trainer." I don't need his wakeup calls. I decline the call and continue my reading.
Princess has big dreams: a marine biologist. She's not looking for something causal, like me. She seems to be almost the opposite of me, but somehow, we are paired. Eighty-six percent compatiablity is the highest I've seen in a while.
Maybe, she can handle me and my lifestyle, but before I can think it any futher, my trainer calls back. I get out of bed and throw on my altheletic wear without answering my phone. I guess I'll have to finish looking at Princess_Nova later today.
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The Woman I Became: (Erotica)
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