>>54473626Lia knew she wasn't that popular, her corpo was small. She was on her way to the big time but not yet, not yet, the money she got from fishman for her "private meeting" was not gonna be enough, she thought of that moment and it disgusted her. He liked to kiss and she knew if she said no maybe he wouldn't call her next month. She never liked him, he insisted on things she didn't care for during their private meetings, finishing inside her backside was how he always ended the session. It was always the same at the end, a kiss on the cheek, some small talk while they got dressed and she went home, everything was A ok. Went she got home she would brush her teeth and shower to get the smell off as much as she could, the fucker liked to slober on her too. But the money was good and so saying no was not an option, the superchats weren't cutting it and her fucked up for flirting with some guy on stream had cost her. Dumb bitch she told herself, the stupid stream have had long term consequences and now she didn't know if she should increase her fanservice and by how much. Regardless this month she fucked up, her superchats and her fish money were not gonna cover rent. Dumb bitch she said to herself again, she opened her phone and looked at her bank account, she feel dumb for having spent so much on gacha, and now, the rent was gonna be an issue. She thought for a second how a possible solution would have been easier last year, her landlord was some guy who she once saw wearing a Gawr Gura t shirt, the idiot would be easy to manipulate for any egirl looking bitch worth her salt, but that was last year, he quit and in her place was some old fat bitch who chainsmoke and liked dating black men who were as fat as her.
Dumb bitch. Lia. Dumb bitch.
What now? Was she gonna be on the street? She could stay behind on her rent? She needed the money now. Call fish? No. He might think its more than money. She could take the dumb fuck flopping on top of her while laying face down, as she heard him moan, only to end when she felt him pull out from her rear. She could take that, and a shower helped. But feelings, ugh, the fishfuck might think she actually liked hi....she didn't wanna finish the sentence, a small shiver went up her body.
What then? Money? Now? Then she remembered, what her friend told her. She sat down and made the decision. She needed the money. She went to the bathroom, took off her clothes, put on a bikini and took some pictures. One, two, three, four, that should be enough. She looked in the mirror and said to herself that she needed the money. She took her phone, and typed, wrote a small paragraph and posted the pictures with her face blurred out. 10 minutes later a call.
Hello? Umm yeah i saw the ad?
Hi baby, yes 180 roses half hour.