No way

You aren't going to have sex for the first time just to get a favor! You tell Monti you're leaving and march back out to the street. You get more and more angry about the whole deal. By the time the next bus arrives you're fuming. Screw banks - you don't need an account. You'll just take out all your cash and hide it somewhere, the interest is pathetic anyway. Sure, Sue's credit score is in the toilet, but you bet you can still get a credit card. As long as you pay it off every month you're set.

Without a bank you're **** to withdraw all that money through a money exchange place. It's grimy and they charge you a hefty fee. Worse, you know withdrawing too much would draw attention and you can't afford people looking for your other body. You take the pile of money back home and hide most of it in the bathroom drop ceiling along with your other stuff. You worry that Sue might grab the rest, but for now you've done what you can.

A few minutes on the internet and you have a credit card on the way. You practically had to sign in blood and the interest rate would make a con artist blush, but as long as you pay it off every month you're set. You don't even know if you'll still be in this body by the time it gets here, but if you are then you don't want to have to walk around with piles of cash everywhere.

Having dealt with money, contracts and other bullshit during the morning you're worn out. You feel a definite need to relax before the party tonight. You could just stay here and take a long bath. You could go to the mall to see what they've got and strut your stuff. Maybe you could go watch a movie - it's the middle of the day and you could take in one of the movies you wanted to see. You could also head to the campus and check to see if anything interesting is going on in your classes. Nobody at the college knows Sue but she's the right age.