1. Confessions of A Small Town Girl-College


    Date: 8/12/2015, Categories: Oral Sex, Author: alliet14, Rating: 26, Source: LushStories

    out of the shower and began to get ready. I slipped on a pair of tights and a nice long t-shirt, and slipped on my favorite sandals and went out to find a job. I filled out so many job applications that day that I thought my fingers were going to fall off. I stopped at all but one of the places that had a sign in the window. The one that I didn’t go into was a sports bar, called “Drew’s”. I knew my parents would not approve of me working at an establishment that served alcohol, so I just walked past it. By the time I was done, it was close to 3pm. I had practice at 4, so I headed to the field for my first practice with my new team. After practice, I walked back to my apartment. As I passed “Drew’s” I could hear the music and the commotion inside. I felt drawn to the door. I stood and looked inside the window. The waitresses all wore black shorts and red tops. The clothing was cute, but not very revealing. Each girl wore black athletic shoes and black socks. As I stood there, I watched waitress after waitress put 10 and 20 dollar bills into their aprons from tips left by the patrons. The girls would flirt, but I saw nothing out of the way and everything seemed legit and classy. Before I realized it, I was standing inside, asking for an application. The girl at the hostess counter pointed me to the bar where Drew was. As I walked up, he smiled at me. He was a handsome man, probably in his late 30’s. He wore the same t-shirt that the girls had on but with jeans. As I filled out ...
    the application, he asked me questions about home, my major and activities. When I handed him the application, he told me to be their tomorrow afternoon at 3 pm for my fitting and orientation. Then he handed me a plate of wings and a Mountain Dew. We continued to talk as I ate, and when I was ready to leave he would not let me pay, because I was now an employee. I left the bar with a big smile on my face. I got back to my apartment and ran some water into the tub. The day, my first full day on my own, had been a success. As I stepped into the bath, the warm water enveloped my body. I sank until my head was fully submerged. My hands gripped the side of the tub, and I pulled myself up. My blonde hair was plastered to my face, but I didn’t care. I laid my head against the back of the tub and closed my eyes. The flyers I posted around campus were hits. My phone started ringing around 8am the next morning. I received calls from girls needing a place to stay. Some were ruled out when they heard the rent amount, others when they found out the location. By the end of the day I had three hopefuls that were to stop by the next day to meet in person. One was named Emily. She was a freshman like me who was from South Carolina. The second was Trish. She was a junior whose former roommate had graduated and she was not able to renew the lease from her previous apartment. The final one was Kate. Kate was a senior and had been living with her boyfriend, but they had broken up and she needed a ...