Starting a new job

Izzy made sure to put extra effort into washing, going so far as to shampoo her hair three times despite its short length. She had to make a good impression today, after all. It was a testament to how focused she was that she was only slightly tempted to start rubbing her bald pink pussy and surrender herself to hours of hungry masturbation. Only slightly.

It was hard to say that she was excited about today, per se—except maybe in the most literal meaning. Nerves were a bigger factor here. Her high school graduation had been just three weeks ago. The day after, she'd gone out and started looking for work. Today, the fruits of that labor paid off, as she began her first proper job.

It wasn't that she was in dire need of cash. Her mom repeatedly threatened to charge her rent now that she was an adult, but Izzy knew it was just bluster. No, the real reason she was so hungry for a job was cause jobs meant money, and money meant whole new ways to get boys.

Not that she intended to literally pay for sex. At least, probably not. But paying for gifts or fancy dates or things like that surely couldn't hurt her chances of scoring some dick.

The thought of what her new income could bring to her send a twitch through her ever-excitable teenage pussy, and she had to renew the mental effort to not just spend the morning playing with her little clitoris.

Half an hour later, having washed, dressed, and breakfasted, Izzy set out. It wouldn't do at all to be late on her very first day.