When I say daddies with sugar, I don’t mean fathers walking the streets of the world with sugar all over them. When I say daddies with sugar, I don’t mean daddies who work in a sugar factory.
When I say daddies with sugar, I am talking about those descendants of Adam who have decided to be ‘extravagantly sweet.’
At a point in my years of growing up, the influx of sugar daddies in the lives of vibrant ladies was like ‘key soap’…nine out of ten houses was likely to have a bar of that soap lying somewhere so was these sugar daddies.
And lucky was anyone whose sister was in any of this illicit affair because you become a constant beneficiary to some of all that sweetness. It was actually an interesting sight watching these grown up men who could easily pass for grandfathers make silly faces and crack all sorts of unfunny jokes just to make you laugh; jokes they wouldn’t smile to themselves.
But times have changed and change couldn’t exempt the whole sugar daddy bit. Before the mere mention of a sugar daddy created a vivid mental picture of what to expect so before one meets one in the flesh, one knew exactly what to expect.