"Baby would you mind touching me?" Janet Jackson's voice echoed through the room. 

I locked my bedroom door and turned on my bright LED lights. The red lights in the room just set the mood even more. My computer was set up right in front of my bed and I just knew that my subscribers were just waiting to see me. I rarely went live on my account but I knew that I wouldn't be online all week and I owed them content. I just couldn't risk them canceling their subscriptions. I climbed onto the bed slow and seductively eyeing down the camera. I kneeled on the bed and trailed my hands slowly from my thighs up to my breast. I tossed my head back, arching my back slightly and brought my hands up to my face. I crawled slowly to the edge of the bed where my computer was so I could read the comments.

"Take it off" I read out loud "What's the rush? I think I look just as good in it" I smiled biting my lip slightly.

"I'm wearing blue just like you guys begged for" I traced the lace on the cup of my bra with the tips of my pastel blue nails "Nails to match" I said bringing my index finger up to my lips.

"You look so sexy" I read with a smile "Thank you dmoney808. You always know how to make me smile"

I sat there at the computer still reading all the comments. "I'm sorry I haven't been active. Life has been extremely busy for me"

"Y'all keep telling me to take it off but I don't see any tips coming in." I repositioned myself on the bed to where I was on all fours. I arched my back and slowly shook my ass to the beat of the song. "C'mon it's 100 of you watching right now we can get to 500 easily" I watched as the tips started to pour in. "That's what I like to see," I smirked. I grabbed my phone to look at how many minutes were left in the song. "Less than 3 minutes left in the song and we're at 450. Fellas hurry up. It's never taken y'all this long before"

I kneeled on the bed and slowly started to unclasp my bra whilst biting down on my lip. "500, you did it guys" I smiled revealing my dimples that they absolutely loved. I cupped my boobs in my hands giving them a jiggle just teasing the dudes even more. I slowly started to remove my hands and the screen started to buffer. It buffered for a while before eventually kicking me out.

"Did it end?" I hear my best friend Michelle yell out from the other side of the door. I closed the laptop and clasped my bra before climbing out the bed.

I opened the bedroom door, "And that's how you make $500 in 4 minutes" I smiled and turned on my bedroom lights.

"Bitch I swear I'm finna make an account '' Michelle tells me plopping down on my bed. "They gon curse ya ass for not showing them tig ol bitties tonight"

"They should know I don't get completely naked by now" I laughed and shrugged my shoulders. This was like the third time I've pulled the "my wifi went out" stunt after they sent in their tips.

I grabbed my phone and opened the OnlyFans app. I went to profile and started to type a post

I laid in the bed and lifted my legs up. I opened my camera and zoomed in on my feet and snapped a picture before posting everything to my page.

"Joanne the scammer could never" I chuckle opening up my PayPal to transfer the money over to my Chase bank account. "Tomorrow we're going to cheesecake, it's on me" I tossed my phone to the side and sat up.

"Shidddd say less" Michelle replies, hopping up and leaving out the room to get ready.

Michelle and I have been roommates since we graduated high school. We were so thirsty to be on our own and neither one of us could really afford it but we still moved out. I work at Footlocker but minimum wage was not cutting it. Living check to check and barely making it to the next check was a struggle. I couldn't even afford to treat myself to a damn 4-for-4 from Wendys. I was never the type to ask for help so I never went to my parents and asked them for money. I was going to make do with what I got.

I was on Twitter one day and saw this girl post her monthly earnings from OnlyFans and I just knew I had to sign up for it. I've only been doing it for the past year but honey, my bank account has never looked more beautiful. Well, it did when the checks first started coming in. I decided to use the money to go back to school.

I grabbed my computer and logged into my Blackboard account to finish up my homework before class in the morning. I don't know why I always wait until Sunday night to do my work. I gotta do better. I continued working attentively before passing out.

***

I sat there at my desk with my eyes glued to my computer screen. I was now watching my second hair horror story since class started. I looked down at the time and it read,

I took my AirPods out of my ears and placed them back in their case. "It's not rocket science you guys, remember consumer surplus and producer surplus. See you tomorrow" The professor spoke.

I never paid any attention in this class. It started too early and I'm not a morning person whatsoever. I come just to get my attendance points and then just take notes later in the day and teach myself the work.

I stuffed all of my belongings into my bag and scrolled through my phone for the perfect song. The beat to Brace Face by Rod Wave started to play as I walked out of the lecture hall. I began my long walk to my car that was parked on the other side of campus because I refused to pay for parking. The school was already getting over ten thousand dollars out of me. I refused to give them another penny.

I decided to stop at Starbucks since I wasn't ready to head back to my apartment because once I was there I already knew I wouldn't come back out unless it was to eat. I walked inside and it was crowded and loud per usual.

I ordered myself a venti caramel frappuccino with two pumps of cinnamon dolce. There were so many people waiting for their drinks I already knew I was going to be here for a while. I stood over where everyone was and leaned against the wall. I tried to listen for my name to be called but enjoy Jhené Aiko singing in my ears at the same time.

"Hey excuse me" I heard someone say.

I took one of my airpods out my ear and started to look around to see who was trying to get my attention. My eyes met this tall light-skinned man dressed in a suit. "Huh?" I asked looking up at him. He was nicely groomed and professionally dressed, he just looked very business savvy.

"Ion mean to bother you I hate when people try to talk to me when I got my headphones in" He chuckles, "I just had to let you know that you're beautiful"

I smile slightly, "Thank you" The longer I looked at him the more attractive he became. Normally I hate when guys would hit on me, but I was going to give him a pass since I was in a good mood and he was kinda cute.

"I see you got a book bag on, please tell me you aren't in high school"

I laughed and shook my head "Boy I am 20. I'm in college."

"Awe okay you from here?" He questioned. I nod my head yes as I tucked my hair behind my ear. "You?"

"Yeah, I'm out in New York now though. I'm just out here today for business." He replies "I'll be out here again soon though, maybe we could go out, get something to eat or whatever you wanna do"

"Ummm okay" I shrugged my shoulders. He wasn't the typical guy I'd go for but shit maybe that's why I'm single. I keep going for these hood ass, drug dealing ass niggas. Time to switch up my taste in men for once.

He hands me his phone and I type in my number under "Starbucks Girl" before handing it back.

"I'm Q by the way" He extends out his hand for me to shake. I shook his hand and opened my mouth to say my name.

"Paris" I hear the barista call out. I walked over to grab my drink. "Nice meeting you" I wave slightly at him before heading for the door.

"Ayeee Paris" My friend Jacobi said entering the door and draped his arm over my shoulder.

"Hey bitch" Michelle says entering behind him. They were with a few of our other friends. They all worked down the street at WalMart so I figured they were on their break. Jacobi kept his arm draped over my shoulder as he headed over to a table.

"What y'all tryna get into tonight?" Sean questions.

"Nigga it's monday" I replied with a laugh taking a sip from my straw.

"And?" He replies with a shrug. "Let's do a game night or something"

"I got hella homework" I tell them.

"Mrs. College Girl always got an excuse" Jacobi added in.

"Mr. Electronic section needs to get off my dick" I spat back and faked a smile. I looked over and Q was walking over to the condiment station.

"Ooh bitch look. Isn't he cute?" I whisper to Michelle. I don't know why I whispered, he was all the way on the other side of the room. She looks over her shoulder naturally trying to make it seem like she wasn't staring.

"Cute is an understatement. He look like he got money. Shit I need a sugar daddy. Somebody need to pay for my weave every month" She says still looking at him.

I laugh, "Girl who you telling." We both watched as he stirred sugar into his coffee.

"He asked for my number earlier" I tell her.

"And you gave it to him right?" She furrowed her eyebrows at me and I nod my head, "Of course

"Y'all females be thirsting over anybody" Sean shakes his head at us.

"And y'all niggas fuck anything that walk." I spat back "Don't be jealous. It's not a good look" I blow a kiss at him.

Q grabbed his drink and started to walk over to the door that was beside our table. His eyes met mine and he smiles slightly and nods his head at me just acknowledging my presence.

"Hey Mr. Sir" Michelle says waving at him.

"Bitch" I whispered kicking her leg.

"Wassup" Q says with a chuckle before walking out the door.

"What? I ain't do nothing. Damn" She laughs rubbing her shin.