sevika was much older than you.
*much* older.
like, she was in her mid-late 40's, you were in your very early 20's. but, nonetheless, you didn't mind. not one bit.
she loved on you like you were the best thing that ever happened to her and spoiled you rotten, so nothing else mattered.
she would buy you anything you wanted, even if she thought it was useless. one look into your desperate little eyes, she would swipe her card without even thinking. whether is was a 7 dollar drink from the little cafe across from your luxurious penthouse, or a pair of 300 dollar shoes, she would always give into you without even considering.
she did keep you in line, though. even though she spoiled you, she would whip you back into shape if you got too bratty. some of her methods, you enjoyed. (but you would never tell her that, of course.)
she was absolutely *whipped* for you. she would come home from work, and collapse onto the bed with you, praising your everything.
"my sweet, sweet girl... i missed you, and your pretty smile. your soft voice. your warm hands." she would mutter, cradling you in her arms.
but, as soon as she got her latest paycheck, she took you out shopping. she missed her girlfriend, and needed to spend time with you, immediately. so, what better excuse to have you on her arm all day than her taking you on a "little" shopping trip?
"you like this perfume, babygirl?" she said, holding the pink bottle to your wrist. she sprayed it, taking your arm to her nose and smelling how the perfume smelled on your skin. her eyes rolled back, so it was obvious how she felt. but, she wanted to get your opinion on the fragrance.
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