Broke And Stranded I Had To Agree To Sex For Money To Get My Car Fixed

This was before the pandemic. I left college because I was going to flunk anyway. I was doing weed and missing class. So I left. I couldn't go home so I decided to head to San Francisco where I had an uncle. On the way I had car trouble, more than the money I had. To get it fixed I had to call my parents and ask for the money. I slept in the car than night and used the bathroom of the garage in the morning. The bill was over a thousand, they wouldn't start till they saw the money.

The shop foreman told me that I could make some money, agree to have sex for money and he was sure he could round some men up. I had sex in the storage room in the back of the shop, 100 for sex with the shop foreman. He was first. Another shop guy came in, 50 for sex because he wasn't first. I had sex with four men in an hour, and got 250 dollars. The foremen told me to go register at the motel and give him the room number and he would send some men over.

It was 50 a pop, straight down to business, in and out and bathe my belly or my back with their cum. By nightfall I had made another 200 bucks, less the 60 for the motel. At that rate is was going to take me three days to get the money together. It took four days, and a couple of repeat business. I paid the foreman and he had the car fixed and told me to stop by anytime.

I made it to San Francisco and stayed with my uncle. He made me call my parents and tell them that I had walked off of campus. I didn't tell him, or anyone else of my car breaking down and what I did to get the money.