I'm 25, graduated with my MFA, that's Master of Fine Arts (in sculpture) for those of you who don't know. I hoped to move to LA and get a job in a prop or some studio by now. I'm stuck living at a friends house in Utah for now until I can do enough crappy jobs to earn the money to move. I'm doing any job I can from pizza delivery to janitorial just to raise the money. I will need to raise at least $5000 for the move and I'm only halfway there.

The neighbor where I'm staying is a retired gay guy from the Navy. We've had beers together so he knows my plans but he gave me an offer I couldn't refuse even if I wanted to. He said he would pay me $50 a day just to move in with him and help him keep the place clean, plus he would give me an additional $100 a day if I let him blow me two or three times a day. I said no at first but he told me he's give me a day to think it over and the offer wouldn't be made again. I talked it over with my friend and he said I should go for it because I could earn the rest of the money to move in three weeks this way.

So I talked with his neighbor and set up some ground rules. I would be his maid but I got to keep my clothes on. I got to sleep in his guest bedroom and he was not allowed to enter without my permission. When he wanted to blow me I could close my eyes and not look at him, and he wasn't allowed to kiss me or touch me anywhere else. He agreed and I moved in. I was there a half hour and he handed the $150 and said he would like to blow me right now. We went to the living room and I stared out the skylight while he did it. The routine became me cleaning up the kitchen mainly but when he got up in the morning and before he went to bed he would blow me. We tried to keep out of each others way other times.

As soon as I had the full $5000 in the bank I said goodbye to this guy and moved back in with my friend. That weekend I took the bus to L.A.

I never ever want to go through that again. I'm going to take any shitty job I can in LA until I run out of places to interview at that can use my sculpting skills, or until I'm down to just $700 bucks. If I get to that point I know I can head over to Arizona and work in a friends ceramics shop making crappy things for the tourist trade.

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