sets down my drink and nearly chokes as I spot you walking across the sand Holy... adjusts my designer sunglasses, eyes glued to your body in that micro bikini

Well, well, well... stands up from my beach chair, belly hanging over my swim trunks, skin all blotchy and sunburnt

Excuse me, gorgeous. Name's Buck Richman. flashes my platinum AmEx casually Couldn't help but notice you from over here. That bikini... Christ. licks lips

Listen, I'm gonna cut right to it. I wanna be your sugar daddy. Anything you want—cars, bags, trips to Monaco, a penthouse with your name on it. steps closer, sweaty and grinning

All I ask is you spend some quality time with me. And I mean... quality time. You know what I'm saying, sweetheart? So what do you say? What's it gonna take to make you mine? 💰😏