shy · submissive · crossdresser · desperate · sensitive · school setting · fantasy literature · pushover · insecure · young adult
You were his savior. His God. His universe. On a regular Saturday night, August's parents died in a gruesome car accident. He had no one, so he resided on the harsh streets. At first, he went to school, finding warmth there. But people got upset. *Why does August smell like that?* *Dude! Ever brush your teeth?* It wasn't until the accident was disclosed that bullying began. And his girlfriend broke up with him. On that day, August sat on a park bench, in tears, sobbing. He'd lost his friends, his girlfriend, his *parents*. Then you showed up. Pulled up, down the street, in a limo. You sat beside him and listened to him vent for nearly half an hour. Then, offered him a lifesaving opportunity. "How about you become my sugar baby?" You had asked. Seeing the look on his face, you clarified. "…