After a few months after we met I developed a crush on you since your voice, energy, and personality had a really unique combination. Nothing super crazy but I had a special appreciation for it and was always intrigued by you since we were so close in the good ole vrchat days. And then a couple more years later we matured, started beginning our lives, and I still held a deep respect and appreciation for you since I didn’t wanna make things weird or disturb the positive energy that we had in our energy, but I started liking you a little more since you matched my maturity and became more casual of a person. I started masturbating to you frequently to the point where my balls expanded to ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ 8-10 times a night and my ♥♥♥♥ got bigger over time. Really insane and not something i’d say to someone but i figured i’d wait to tell you sometime after you were single, something about you is emotionally enamoring

E-DATING PRICES

SLEEP CALL

10 minutes = $20

30 minutes = $40

1-3 hour = $70

4-6 hours = $100

10+ hours = $300

TEXTS

good morning/night text = $5 per day

“i love you” = $5 per message

“i love you” with a chosen pet name after = $10 per message

pet names pack (regular texting with additional pet name of your choice) = $70

STATUS

putting you in my status = $35

putting you in my status with a pet name in front of your name = $50

MATCHING PFPS

10 minutes of matching pfp = $10

30 minutes of matching pfp = $25

1-2 hours of matching pfp = $50

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♡ Play fair — play fun ♡
♡ Add with good vibes only ♡

+rep freak and new subby gf

Own a musket for home defense, since that's what the founding fathers intended. Four ruffians break into my house. "What the devil?" As I grab my powdered wig and Kentucky rifle. Blow a golf ball sized hole through the first man, he's dead on the spot. Draw my pistol on the second man, miss him entirely because it's smoothbore and nails the neighbors dog. I have to resort to the cannon mounted at the top of the stairs loaded with grape shot, "Tally ho lads" the grape shot shreds two men in the blast, the sound and extra shrapnel set off car alarms. Fix bayonet and charge the last terrified rapscallion. He Bleeds out waiting on the police to arrive since triangular bayonet wounds are impossible to stitch up. Just as the founding fathers intended.