Scarlet Rendezvous - Sex Stories

Scarlet Rendezvous

... platform requires a minimum investment of $500. Your maximum investment is based on how much money you make, and your net worth. Some of our investors put up the minimum, and a few have given us five figures. One has given us six figures."

"Shit," I said. "Six figures?"

"Six figures. Obviously, you saw our bottom line on the spreadsheet. Well, that's where we get half of our money. We're looking to expand our website and increase our content, both by producing more of our own videos and leasing content from other sites. We're growing. We're definitely worth investing in. Numbers don't lie."

I hadn't seen the number on the spreadsheet, actually. I wasn't paying attention.

"So yeah," Mandy said. "That's how it works. We're not big enough for stocks yet, so basically, your investment is treated like a loan. You earn interest on your money. Right now, our investors are earning around 8 to 10 percent, which is the same as the S&P 500. If we do ever get purchased by a big site or go public, your investment could eventually convert into shares. But that's a long way away, obviously."

"Obviously," I said.

"Don't feel pressured into deciding how much to invest now, by all means. Take some time to think about it. I'm going to give you the information to set up your account on StartUp, and you can figure out the rest later. The app is so user friendly, you can make payments whenever you want, as often or as little as you want. You can also track how Scarlet Rendezvous ...

... is doing financially. There are no guarantees, of course. Investing in new companies is a risk, as you very well know."

"I'm definitely going to invest," I said. "No doubt about it. I was thinking about starting with an even $50,000."

Mandy's face lit up. "That works," she said, trying not to giggle. "I'd say that's a good start."

I was literally opening my mouth to ask about Karina -- could she give me her contact information? -- when Mandy invited me out to dinner to celebrate.

"There's this great fusion sushi place five minutes from here," she said. "They have a kick ass happy hour tonight, too. We should go. That's if you don't have plans already. Do you have plans?"

"I don't have plans," I told her.

"Awesome. Let me give you the address. We can meet up and have a few drinks, and talk porn. It'll be fun."

"Okay," I said, and wrote down the information.

***

I had to slow my drinking down, because I was starting to tie one on. I wasn't a sushi fan, and instead ordered teriyaki chicken and broccoli. I was still hungry. I sipped on a glass of water, crunching the ice cubes in my mouth. It had been over a month since I had a drink, and promised myself I wouldn't imbibe until I found Karina and made things right. It was another slip-up in a long line of slip-ups. So went my addictive personality.

Mandy was tipsy and having a genuinely good time. I still hadn't brought up Karina, or Sasha, for that matter. I was waiting for the right moment.

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