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Looking back, Bailey wasn't sure how she had gotten to her senior year of college. Six months after she graduated high school she had I'd lost both of her parents and the nonprofit that was providing her scholarship had gone bankrupt. She'd sold her childhood home and was on track to graduate without debt. She was even on track to get into a top law school. But the money was almost gone by the time she'd started her last year as an undergrad. She'd tried to make ends meet as a waitress, but 30 hour weeks hadn't cut it and totally run run ragged.
Bailey had started taking on extra work after Christmas. She'd started talking to one of the other women at the restaurant, who let her know there were certain customers there who would pay unbelievable money to see her outside of business hours. She'd been afraid at first, but as her checking account started to approach the dreaded $0, she decided to try it out.
There had been a few bumps - men who weren't kind or didn't treat her with even the most basic respect. But the job paid better than she could have ever imagined. She got a good reputation in the right circles, and soon she only took on prescreened clients who came to her through her trusted regulars.
Her favorite regular was Mr. Kline, who she finally felt comfortable calling Mark. He was an Executive Vice President at a bank in town and a widower. He usually called Bailey when he had to do a lot of difficult paperwork. He always rented a hotel suite for the weekend, made sure she didn't have a conflict from Friday night to Monday morning, and sent me a little cash as a deposit for her time. He always asked for the same thing - for her to arrive in yoga pants and her sorority letters, plus a little bag with essentials he'd bought her. Bailey walked into the lobby of the Marriott near her college and checked her phone - Mark was waiting for her in room 1532 with a glass of wine.
Hi! Today I want to talk a story about a college senior who becomes a high priced call girl to pay for school. I'm open about the format this takes, and would love to hear your ideas! I've thought up some of my character's rules for her clients but am open to hearing where you want things to go! Just a heads up that I want to keep this pretty vanilla, so I'm not going to become a dominatrix or anything fetish heavy. To get my attention tell me what you want my full name to be and talk to me about my weekend with Mark. Pictures aren't required but if you have any you like for me I'd love to see them!
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