Cash for College

Cash for College

Gotta do what you gotta do

Chapter 1 by Manimal Manimal

You wake up on sunday morning, you feel dry and a touch hungover after a long night out. In your first moment of clairity since you realize youve finally done it, its real. You graduated on friday and after partying all weekend with your highschool friends who you may never see after this summer your filled with a sense of pride.

You climb out of your bed, looking in the mirror you see your pretty face. Your small nose and plump pink lips are highlighted by your slightly disheveled long brown hair. Your slim figure is covered only by a loose cropped t-shirt and a pair of pink cotton panties. You've always taken care of yourself, eating relativley well and working out a few times a week has left you with a body that was the subject of alot of jealousy in your classes, you have to admit your pretty hot. as your look youself up and down you see a just a bit of jiggle from your perky ass that almost looks out of place atop your thin legs in contrast to your modest B cup breasts.

You pull some shorts on and emerge from your room a bit later than usual and make your way downstairs to the kitchen. You quickly pour yourself some cereal and sit down at the kitchen table, opening your iPhone for the first time today. You continue to stare at the screen, scrolling through social media posts from the night before as your middle age Dad walks in from the garage. He almost looks a bit surprised to see you awake so late "goodmorning princess, hows your head feeling this morning?" He says sarcastically. You answer only with a "meh" between bites of cereal while he reaches into the fridge for a bottle of water.

"Listen honey" he says in a slightly downtrodden tone "im not sure how to tell you this but things arent going as well as they could be at work right now and im not sure ill be able to pay for your tuition for this fall" he looks you in the eyes clearly a bit embarrassed "you're going to need you to get a job for the summer"

Your heart sank, your Dad has always made more than enough to support the family and afford anything his kids desired. The both of you had always assumed he would be able to pay for your college so you had never even bothered applying for a job. "I know it sucks, but im going into the office today to try to make this better but in the mean time i need you to try to find a job today." He walks back out into the garage and you hear his car start and roll down the driveway. "How the fuck am i gonna make money" you say to yourself taking in the bad news.

What idea pops into your head ?

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