Summer Student

May was one hell of a month. On the twenty-fourth I finished my first year of college. On the twenty-fifth I turned nineteen and was told by my mother that as far as she was concerned the ‘gravy train’ had just derailed, if I wanted to live under her roof then I would have to start paying rent and expenses.

I reminded mother dear that I didn’t have any work related skills and she had the nerve to tell me that some of the most successful people hadn’t found their way until later in life. But as far as I was concerned I was only living for the moment.

“Then find something that you can do or get the hell out of my house!”

So there I was in Starbucks with my Vanilla Oatmilk Chai Latte with Heather and Grace telling them about what my mother said when Grace brought up OnlyFans and went on to tell me that she was earning a few hundreds a month posting racy pictures of herself online. Then she brought up her OnlyFans profile and showed Heather and me some of her photos.

Now don’t get me wrong but Grace was on the chubby side, with tits that could be covered up by blackboard erasers, but she claimed that guys would pay her for photos and other things like tops she wore! Her ‘fashion sense’ was something that she learned from the local teenage talk show on Channel Two that was hosted by a broad in her late thirties at best.

Grace was an even five foot tall, about one hundred and twenty pounds soaking wet. 32-30-34 measurements, nothing spectacular in my opinion so i checked out her online profile and couldn’t believe what I saw. First a shot of her in what she would consider lingerie.

Then what I called the money shot on sites like this, Grace totally naked showing her tits (Or lack of!) and her hairless pubis mons!

Well that sealed the deal for me. If Grace could display herself that way and get people willing to buy things then what would they be willing to do when they see what I had to offer?