Brat in College

I just started my sophomore year in college. I am very pretty and I come from a wealthy family so I’m used to getting whatever I want. My parents make me live in the dorm, because they think it is safer for me to be “watched over” by the resident advisor. My parents have no idea that I have three ways with my RA and her boyfriend all the time, so I can break any of the rules I want. So I might as well live in an apartment by myself for all the supervision I have. I mean, I’m nineteen for God’s sake! My parents would freak out if they knew half the stuff I’d done. Am I spoiled? Hell yeah, I’m spoiled and I intend to marry someone who will continue to spoil me in the ways to which I am accustomed. Until then, I’m going to have as much fun as I can.

There are guys around me all the time. Most of them think that they have a chance to be my boyfriend. I don’t mind if they think that because they spend money on me if they think they’ll get something out of it. But really, college boys are just fun to play with. I never intend to get seriously involved with anyone who cannot provide for me. I’m pretty enough to have anyone I want. I have long, shiny blond hair and baby blue eyes with long, luscious eyelashes. I have breasts that are just the right size to fit in the palm of a man’s hand and a tight ass that will fit in both of a man’s hands.

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Meeting the Criteria

As I said, there are lots of men in my life. To be a serious contender for a long term spot in my bed, however, the men have to meet certain criteria. First and foremost, they must be rich. They must be men, not boys, with well-paying, established jobs. They must have a social standing equal to mine so that I can just walk into their lifestyle and feel comfortable and at home. I was a debutante ion Paris, so those are big shoes to fill. I see no point in having a long term relationship with any man that I can’t see a future with. That is a doomed relationship from the start. But I do like to play with the boys in my life.

There are some men in my life that I play with too. For instance, if I take a class that I feel is too hard and distracts me from the real point of going to college (like going to parties and meeting new people), I just seduce the professor. I try really hard not to get a bitchy woman as a prof because men are so much easier to manipulate into giving me a good grade. All I have to do is flash a little tit or a little ass and let him know that I’m willing to go that “extra mile” for a good grade and he’s like clay in my hands. Sometimes the profs take me to dinner at a nice restaurant and then to a nice hotel, but most of the time, I just blow them in their offices or in the back seat of their car. Whatever gets me that A. And no, I don’t see doing these things as sleazy or slutty. I am a woman who uses everything at her disposal to get ahead in this world. I see that as entrepreneurial.

I’ll Eat You Pay

Also, I will go out with any guy that will take me out to dinner. Why not? I’m certainly not going to pay for my own food when I can get it for free. Yes, I could go to the cafeteria but that would be beneath me. So these guys take me out thinking that they’ll get to have sex with me. I don’t tell them that I will any more than I would tell them I won’t sleep with them. They just assume whatever and take me out. It isn’t my fault that they’re stupid losers. It always amazes me how a guy can think that a girl is in love with him and going to end up in bed with him just because she smiles at him and pecks on the cheek. Okay, so maybe I felt him up at the restaurant…but I just do that as insurance that I will get another meal the next night. If those guys are too stupid to see that I’m way out of their league, that’s their problem!

Such is the life of a bratty babe.