epub | 189.55 KB | English | Isbn:‎ B09SF87TXV | Author: Snow Morningstar | Year: 2022

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Angi As far as side gigs and hustles go, I'm the queen. I've used every gig-economy app you've probably heard of, plus ones you haven’t. I’ve delivered food, given people rides, tested products and taken silly surveys. A girl’s gotta do what a girl’s gotta do to pay the bills.

I've also done odd jobs off Craigslist and Backpage. Occasionally, I mow lawns and walk dogs. So, today when I was scrolling through the Backpage gig section, an intriguing sponsored ad caught my eye.

Looking for single females to participate in a study. Relocation is required and possibly a requirement. Compensation is negotiable.

Naturally I was intrigued and clicked on the ad. I wouldn’t mind relocating out of the sticks of Alabama.

We are seeking single females (single moms OK) to participate in a reproductive study in a faraway exotic location!

Oh dammit, this is one of those “be a surrogate in a foreign country” scam, isn’t it? With my luck, they would take the baby and throw me in the ocean. I don’t think I want to do a gig like that anyway.

Out of curiosity, I kept reading the ad.

In this study, not only will you get the chance to fall in love with a handsome hunk, you’ll be handsomely rewarded for your time even if you decide this isn’t a good fit for you.

Nope, I was wrong. This isn’t a surrogacy scam. This is a reality show. I just know it! It’s that silly show where women fight over a man in a suit in a phony castle. He hands out roses until there’s only one woman left. The woman who is supposed to be the object of every man’s desire.

Well, that isn’t particularly me. In my opinion, I’m pretty and successful in my own way. I’m curvy and don’t hide what I’ve got. But I’m not a Barbie doll who is a professional cat sitter that somehow magically makes six-figures a year. I don’t think I would be a good fit for the show.

I continued to read the last part of the ad anyway.

Don’t be shy and hit that ‘Apply now button!’ Don’t worry about what you look like. We don’t care if you don’t have a college degree. We don’t care if you have debt or live in your mom’s basement. We are looking for women with a good heart and an open mind.

Dammit, something always reminded me about my plague of a school loan. Or loans, I should say. I don’t live in my mom’s basement, so that was always a plus, along with my size. I’ve always been curvy and never had a problem with it.

I hit the ‘apply now’ link because I was so darn curious. If this was some on-camera gig, I wouldn’t go through with it. People could be cruel and I didn’t want to be the brunt of America’s fat-girl jokes.

The link I clicked took me to a shady website. It looked like a squeeze page that someone made yesterday. I kept looking out of curiosity.

Click here to apply.

I would know this was a scam if it asked me to enter my credit card number. To my surprise, it didn’t. I was only asked for some really basic information. The form only asked for my email, name, birth date, age, phone number and city/state. It didn’t ask me for my occupation or a resume. I always hated when odd job websites wanted a resume. I mean, who cares? How many qualifications does a dog-walker need?

I was also relieved that it didn’t ask me for a description of what I looked like or a selfie. For all I knew, this was a website run by traffickers prowling on vulnerable women. I really hoped that this wasn't a human trafficking ring looking for fresh meat. These days, it was nearly impossible to tell what was legit and what’s a scam. I closed my laptop not wanting to think about it any further.

Fated mate is a Science fiction alien romance. It is the last book in the Palaxian protectors of Earth series and can be read as a stand alone. Intended for mature audiences only.

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