Direct & dirty

You don't want to lose time, so you focus on creating a provocative, yet direct description of yourself. You don't feel ashamed to write about pleasure, nor are you modest about how good you'll make those women feel should they decide to reply and meet in real life. Feeling happy about how it turned out, you proceed to send out some messages to other members of the website, seeing if you can get any takers. You're pretty ****, so you're not too fussy on who you target - younger or older, short or tall, pretty or ugly - that's not important right now. You need to get laid - or, rather, you need them to have the orgasm of their life, so that you'd be able to consume all those emotions.

"Akita, come down for your breakfast," you hear your mother shout from the kitchen. Good timing, as you're starting to feel hungry. Besides, you're done here for the time being anyway.

You jump out of your room and cover the distance to the kitchen rather quickly. "Thanks, mom, it looks delicious," you praise your shocked mother as you start devouring the food. It's not as good as emotions, but it is still replenishing your stamina. "Mom, can you borrow me some money? I want to go out to meet my friends," you casually ask, in order to get some initial fundings.

You're not sure which word is the final drop for your mom - is it "go out" or "friends"? Nevertheless, she's thrown off balance so much that she drops the cup of tea she was holding. "Oh..." is all she manages to say.

"Don't worry, I'll clean it!" That's an unusual quick reaction from you, getting up from your chair to help deal with the mess, but you'd rather not have her investigate your plans any further. Still, it makes your mother look at you as if she suspected someone replaced her son, which isn't really far from the truth, but you're not going to fill her in on the recent events.

"Uhm, sure, here's some," she says, passing you a few banknotes. "Have fun."

"Thanks, mom, you're the best," you reply as you collect the money and then run back.

Before going out, you take a quick shower - something that your body was missing for a few days now - and then you put on the set of clothes that looks casual, but cool - or at least you hope so. You take a look at your phone, reply to a few messages you got back, and then leave the apartment.