SLAY QUEEN:I USED TO EAT POO TO MAINTAIN MY LIFESTYLE

My name is Clarah and I'd like to share my story just to warn others on soft life. I grew up in well although I used to be embarrassed by my parents who worked as a domestic worker and the other worked as a taxi driver. I used to be so embarrassed of my parents that whenever I'd see them in public I'd hide.

Back in the day I used to lie that I was adopted as my real parents passed away. It used to be a big deal if your parents were either teachers,police or nurses. So I lied and said that my mom was a teacher and my dad was a Police man but they died in a car accident so I had to live with their relatives. Referring to my parents whom I used to be very ashamed of.

I did not appreciate their efforts at all. When I was in high school I started searching for rich older men who would subsidies my expensive taste in life.

I remember when I was in grade 10 I dated my Geography teacher and no one ever found out. If I couldn't have a teacher parent then I would atleast have a teacher boyfriend. One way or the other a teacher was going to contribute in my finances. We dated until I went to matric. He broke up with me because he found out that I had multiple partners. Other older men some way older than him even. The retired school principal who was now a shop owner from our village and the retired police man who had a fleet of taxis and my dad drove one of them. 

I was now taking care of my parents because I had multiple streams of allowance. As the older men became attached they then started being abusive, possessive and insecure. I knew I had to end things with them or I would end up de@d because honestly the abuse was getting out of hand.

I was saved by passing my matric then now going to university. I would be lying if I said I was excited about furthering my studies. I was excited about making it to Pretoria city and meeting more monied men. I loved being a sugar baby and I was devoted to that life.

When I arrived in Pretoria I met more girls exactly like myself who preferred soft life and no labour at all. I met a girl by the name of Ayanda,a very gorgeous Xhosa hun. Ayanda was only 20 but she drove a mini Cooper and only wore designer clothes.

She had her own apartment at Pretoria East. She was a first year student apparently a second time first year student but who cared because sis had a car and money.

The truth is that the only reason we only go to school is so we can have the life that she already have. So basically going to school was just a hobby for her. Believe me when I say Aya was a very beautiful woman. Her Instagram was everything any girl could only dream of. This girl was catching flights and not feelings. Her vacations oh my gawd not Ayanda guys. 

Anyway we became friends and I started off by helping her with doing her assignments when she couldn't because she would just randomly just catch flights to Dubai or even a flight to Capetown just for a massage.