Applying pressure on the power button which is used to on my mobile phone, I took the still beside my bed, sat on it and began strolling through a lot of notifications.
It ranged from ssages from my online friends who asked to know if things were okay, to notifications from the Horny System, represented by its app HS. The notification from HS drew my attention and I clicked on it.
Things didn't turn out imdiately as I thought it would. Instead of taking to the page, I was asked to sign up before I can be able to claim my reward for completing my first task.
I hated it when such things happened, I was not the type to sign up on apps but I had to. My mind scread at to.
After signing up, different ssages began to display on its interface. My eyes widened, 'Is it real?'
Cling!
[Make her cum with toy: $5,000.]
[Make her cum with hands: $15,000.]
[Make her cum with mouth: $25,000.]
[Make her cum by penetration with your dick: $50,000.]
Seeing this, I braced myself with pride. This was a lot of money, to be honest.
During my ti with Sarah, I had made her cum with my dick, hands, and even my mouth. So, do I claim all the money for it?
Cling!
I was still laying out my thoughts when another notification popped on the app, replacing the forr.
[Claim Reward!]
[Did you make your target cum using different ans?
[YES | NO]
My hands instinctively tapped on YES.
[Obtaining user data—purpose is to check your proof of user data.]
"Cool, so you can't easily deceive them," I thought aloud.
[User data obtained— you answered honestly.]
[Compiling rewards---]
[Successful.]
>>>[Hand usage—acknowledged | $15,000]
>>>[Dick usage—acknowledged | $50,000]
>>>[Mouth usage—acknowledged | $25,000]
>>>[Toy usage—not acknowledged.]
>>>[Total— $90,000]
[Condition of Reward Usage: You can only utilize rewards gotten as assistance to gain more ladies.]
"Lol," I don't know why it sounded funny to , but it did. Getting an amount as such, at just 18—woah.
Then was their condition of reward usage. This only ant that I will only be able to use the money for the sole purpose that will lead to attract won.
"Sharppp. I will just turn out to be an extravaganza," I told myself jokingly.
Even if I had to use such amount of money, out of the blues, I will be suspected to possibly have involved in money laundering, financial cybercris, or so.
Plus, I didn't seem to trust this app so well. The possibility of this money getting lost is on high ends, it do happens with most apps. Comrcial banks can't be trusted too with such amount of money in paper form.
With this thought in my mind, I searched through the withdrawal thods and found out I can save the money in cryptocurrency. Without wasting much ti, I transferred it to my wallet and the thought of distrust by the public flashed back into my mind.
"Fuck their rumors," I lashed out the words, but deep within, I knew their gossips will matter.
Beep!
The credit alert from my Crypto wallet jolted back to face my reality. "It was surreal. The money, was, authentic."
Seducing milfs, beauties, were going to earn huge sums quite right, but I needed a more legit business to cover up.
I retreated to my bed, getting my laptop from where I had left it before my pleasure monts, and dropped it on the stool beside my bed. I wanted to search for jobs online.
After several minutes of surfing the net for part-ti jobs, I found one.
It read, COFFEE DELIVERY SERVICE NEEDED.
Scrolling through the conditions for the service, I found out it can be fitting well for .
'The applicant must be knowledgeable with how to ride a bike.'
'Paynt schedule is $30 dollar per delivery.'
And there was 8 hours until the next shift.
"This is good," I thought to myself. "If only I can be able to complete ten deliveries before my ti of part-ti service, runs out, that will be $300 per day."
Now, here was the plan. I could use this business as a way of having t a rich dude who in a bid to help out, introduced to online businesses. After all, I've heard of several rich-making online businesses like Forex and Crypto Trading and Dropshipping.
Good enough, I had a Crypto wallet.
Satisfied, I quickly ssaged the coffee company. Their organization na was COFFEE OX.
I didn't get a fast response, and I thought it was normal. Not bothering myself with the thought, I left to go and check the state of my bike. It was bad, but not to the extent it can't be brought onto the road.
Returning to my room, I thought of carrying the bike to a close repair shop, but the expenses.
I will have to collect money for the expenses from either my mom, or Sarah. If I should handle them myself now, I will have to face a lot of unanswerable questions from my mom. So, I really need to get secure this job.
I was still contemplating on what I will do to the bicycle when I received a notification from the Coffee Ox company.
JOB VACANCY IS AVAILABLE.
APPLICATION WILL HAVE TO BE IN PERSON.
"That will be no problem," I muttered to myself.
Following the information was the link address to show the Google maps location to the office. Also, was their working hours and ti of availability in office.
"I think I'm good to go today," I murmured, heading to my wardrobe to get myself a formal attire.
I dressed in a tailored blazer over a white button-up shirt, tucked into my well-pressed black trousers, and—
"Off I go."
I found my way down the stairs, fortunately, my mom was seated in the sitting room, her eyes fixed on the television before her. Like expected, weekends were either useful or useless for her—the possibilities fluctuate.
"Where are you headed to dressed up like that?" she asked , a mixture of mockery and curiosity in her tone.
"What?" I didn't know if I had detected mockery right, but I didn't mind. "I will be back before you can tell."
"Alright, just be careful on your way," she said with a tinge of concern in her voice.
"I will. anwhile, can I get a sum from you?"
"What do you need it for?" she asked.
"My bicycl—" I was interrupted.
"Alright, I will send the amount I have to your account," she said, her attention focus on the television before her.
It was not my business anyway. I had important ones to attend to, so, I made my way out, through the door.
On my way out, I thought of what had happened earlier. Why my mother seed to care, it was understandable. Ever since my dad passed away, besides school, I've got nowhere to go, not like I had any friends to hang out with.
My dad was my best friend. He taught how to ride the bike, and that's how I got one for myself. Those monts were morable—we trained, sparred and ran on tracks together.
Now out of the door, I went to where my bicycle is parked and dragged it out. Since it was not in good condition, I had to drag it on a ten minutes walk to the repair shop.
"Hello," I greeted the man at the repair shop on getting there.
"Oh... Tony. How are you?" Mr. Benjamin said.
"I'm fine," I responded, and getting not enough ti, I stated the reason for my presence. "I need to repair this."
He took the bike from my hand, and after examining it asked, "Ok, when will you need it?"
Not sure of when I might start work if I do get the job at Coffee Ox, I replied that I will be needing it from Monday.
He assured that it will be ready by then, but after a pause and sensing I was a bit worried asked. "But, what will you ride until then?"
"Nothing sir," I responded.
"Hold on a sec," he said and went into his shop. On his way out, he dragged beside him a bicycle that was in good condition. "What do you think?"
"It's nice."
"Then, you can use it in the anti until I get yours done," he said.
This help he has offered really ant enough to . I, initially wondered how I was going to get to the Coffee Ox, and in ti for the appointnt I have already.
So it was a huge help.
We've been neighbors with Mr. Benjamin and his family—a beautiful and kids, all super cute girls. He always repaired my bicycle whenever it spoilt, but this is the first ti I'm going alone. It had initially being , with my dad.
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