I Turned Into A Private Call Girl After My Father Died

They say bad things come in threes. My father died which meant I had to leave college, my college boyfriend left me after I dropped out, I had to move back home. I had to get a job to help my mother with the rent. I got a job as a waitress at the country club.

A man who came in for drinks in the afternoon and left big tips. Sometimes he played golf with important men in town. One day he offered to support me if I took care of him. I didn't say yes, I didn't say no. He asked again, this time if I needed spending money. I really needed the money so I agreed on a date. We went sailing on his boat. Out there with nothing but wetter all around I lowered my pants and he slobbered all over me as he fucked me.

My first sex for money. He had friends and they kept me busy, I kept my job at the country club. I was able to pay off my father's funeral. To help my mom pay off credit cards. I made more money, I told my mother it was tips at the club.

A year after stopping out I had enough saved for another year of college. But then I had to give up the money. I'm taking some time off, my friend wants me to change jobs, work for him at one of the girly clubs he owns.