Yes, With Stipulations

"Well, I mean, if it's just going to parties and stuff like that, I don't see the harm, I suppose..." I say, nervously.

"Yes! I knew you'd understand, babe. Plus, you can go to the parties, too! Well, most of the time, if they let you." She says, excitedly bouncing, distracting me from the obvious dangers with her big tits wobbling about.

"But obviously we'll check to make sure this sort of thing is safe. I don't want to see you in danger just because we're short on cash..." I say, still unsure of the whole prospect.

"Of course, babe! And you know me, I can take care of myself.", she says, placing a hand on my leg, reassuring me.

Feeling a little better about our financial situation, as well as her going out to stranger's parties and such for money, I breathe a sigh of relief that we'll be in better shape soon.

We spend the rest of the evening setting up the TV, talking about school, and browsing the site looking for potential income opportunities. She finds a party going on the next night that we both agree would be a good starting point. We hit the sack, both exhausted from our previous sexual encounter and all the hustle and bustle from our first day together at our new apartment.