My godfather is very rich and a little bit naïve, because like my mom says, he is a bit of a posh boy. He likes to be polite to everybody, and sometimes he just gets himself into trouble and I have to bail him out. At 66 years old, he is still a good looking man, and that makes him a mark for gold diggers or Sugar babes. Basically he does not like to say no to anybody, and that is his downfall. He met my mom when she worked on the reception of a London escorts service, and even though they come from different backgrounds, they became good friends.
As I am autistic, I don’t relate to people very well all of the time. Well, I actually can handle people much better than my mom thinks, but I don’t let on. I heard a girl from London escorts say that it pays to put on a little bit of a dippy act from time to time. As I am pretty smart, I don’t want to put on a dippy act so I put on what I call my autistic act instead. Am I good at it? Yes, I am pretty good at it, and in the last year, I have sort of worked on my skills.
When I was six years old, my mom left London escorts and we moved to Spain to live closer to our closest family who had moved to Spain from London. My godfather’s dad lived in this part of Spain, so I got the chance to spend lots of time with my godfather when he came to Spain. We became rather close and the fact that I was autistic did not worry him. Now my godfather takes me on a month long holiday to the UK every year. It is mainly in the UK where he gets himself in trouble with the ladies.
A couple of weeks ago, we were at this car show just outside of London. My godfather has got this really nice car, and enjoys showing it off. I was walking around the show, and when I came back to our space, my godfather was talking to a very pretty lady who was perhaps in her 30’s. I thought that she night be a girl from a London escorts first of all, but then I noticed her expensive watch. She was clearly a gold digger as she wore expensive clothes but cheap shoes. I sensed that she was not a person who could be trusted, so I immediately ran up and started to call my godfather daddy and started to talk very fast. Autistic people often do that, and then I explained to the girl I was autistic. She soon left and it was obvious she was not genuinely interested.
My godfather seems to have infinite patience with me, but he gets a bit angry at times when I chase away the girls. The problem is that he can’t see that they are London escorts or gold diggers looking for a mark, or a squeeze like my mom says. I have tried to explain to him and so has my mom. He trusts my mum, and she keeps telling him to be careful. The problem is that he always wears a nice watch and clothes. Even when he is in Spain, the girls target him and he gets hit on all of the time at the local golf club. If I am there, I will always do my best, and go into one of my autistic moments. That soon scares the ladies away.