A ride with Tiffany

"Need a ride?" Tiffany asked. Faye never thought about it before, but Tiffany was driving a late model Lexus. She didn't have to think too hard about how she could afford it. Faye waved, and quickly slid in the passenger door.

"So, I assume you got a good tip?" Tiffany said. Faye looked at her. Tiffany, or "Tiff' as she liked to be called, was every 90's kid's wet dream. She had huge, probably fake, breasts, a slim waist, bottle blonde hair, a good tan,and a pretty face. She was older than Faye, but she didn't know her exact age. Faye looked at her attire. She was wearing a tight black dress, some gaudy jewelry, and sunglasses.

"Yeah, I got a good tip." she replied. Tiffany smiled. Faye bit her lip. Her heart was racing. Somehow, she just came out and asked. "So you fuck the customers?" Tiffany laughed.

"Hahaha! No, not as a rule. They are regulars at the club, and they tip very well." She looked over at Faye. "You fucked one of them?!" she said, her mouth hanging open in surprise. Faye blushed, and hid her face before nodding.

"It just kind of happened." she said. "Did it?" she asked herself. "I didn't have to sit on their laps..." she thought. Tiffany smiled at her.

"Awe-some!" Tiffany said, holding her hand up. Faye awkwardly high-fived her. "You wanna go to the club with me? I've already texted the guys I'd be there tonight. Its good money." she said. Faye looked at her.

"So that's her system." she thought. Tiffany got them worked up at the bar, told them she'd be performing, and sealed the deal at the strip club. Faye blushed. She didn't know if she was ready for that. "What if you get another $500 bucks...or more?" she thought, shamefully. She still had all the numbers she'd been slipped during the day in her purse.

Faye said quietly, almost a whisper. "How much money?"

"On a good night, about a grand or so. Best night I had I brought it about 3K." Tiffany replied.

"Three thousand dollars!?" Faye said, shocked. She did the math in her head. If she worked the club every night, she could have her entire student loan paid off over in a couple of months. "That much?" she asked.

Tiffany shrugged. "Yeah. The old folks around here are loaded. They got nothing else to spend their money on. Their kids dump them in the old folks homes' and hope that they'll get a fat inheritance, but they spend it at the clubs." Faye sat back, stunned.

Three months. Three months and she could have her loan paid off.

One day, she'd have a Master's degree in Mathematics and a good paying job, a loving husband, a couple of kids, and a nice 4 bedroom house. They'd never have to know how she paid for degree. She'd move out West, or down to Atlanta...

"Sure Tiff. I'll go to the club with you." she said.