It was time again to pay for books and tuition at State College. For Becki, a nineteen year old sophomore, it was always a stressful time but this semester it was even more so. She had lost her job last month and had not been able to pay the bill that was due in one week. She was frugal but jobs were hard to come by and tuition had gone up again.
Becki sat in her apartment talking to her friend Ashlee about her troubles.
"How am I going to stay pay? I can only cover half the tuition."
"Take out a loan like the rest of us do," replied Ashlee.
"You know my dad ruined my credit and no one will give me a cent. I'm maxed on financial aid and federal loans, but I'm still $1,500 short."
"Take a semester off and come back when you can afford it."
"I can't do that, once I leave here I know I'll never come back." A tear came to Becki's eye; she had studied hard and gotten good grades in high school to get out of her hick town and the horrible trailer park in which her family lived. Now it looked like she was going to have to return to the trailer park, a failure.
Ashlee stood, gave Becki a hug and left her alone to reflect on her future.
Later that evening, Becki was applying for a job at a local diner when she overheard some men talking about all the money their friend has spent at a strip club in the next town. She thought to herself that she could take off her clothes for money. The town the men were talking about was almost an hour drive away and no one would ever have to know.
The next morning Becki got up, put on her nicest outfit; a pair of jeans that accentuated her nice firm round ass and legs along a loose fitting low cut blouse that showed some cleavage but not enough to be considered slutty. Becki had firm round B cup breasts with light areola and nipples that pointed slightly upwards when she got excited. Her brunette hair fell just to her shoulders and she was often referred to as "cute."
Becki was hopeful during the drive, but after the first two clubs told her she could not dance well enough and her "baby fat" would be a turn off to customers, she began to feel like returning home was her only option. At the third club, Roger the manager told her to put on a tiny little bikini and "show her stuff."
Becki put on the bikini and started dancing until Roger stopped her.
"Bitch, why are you wasting my time? You got a nice rack and ass but that belly will make the guys run out of here so quick that I'll be bankrupt in a week."
"It's just a couple extra pounds, I'm not fat or anything and I can learn to dance."
"I get college girls like you in here all the time. I don't need to hire one that turns my stomach. Try Bernie's, he doesn't have any standards."
Becki was not fat by any means but she did have a little bit of a belly like many girls her age. The couple of boys who had seen her naked, did not have a problem with it - why does this jerk.
She got dressed and decided to go talk to Bernie in hope of finding a job and save her college dreams.
Bernie's was not as nice as the other places she had been to but it was just off the main road and was an easier drive back to campus. She walked into the door and asked to speak with Bernie.
A short squat man in his fifties come out of the office and looked her up and down.
"What do you want?" he said in a gruff voice.
"I'm looking for a job. I heard you are hiring."
"Go see Jane and come back onto the stage."
Jane gave Becki a bikini similar to the ones she had worn in the other clubs. She stepped out on stage and started to dance.
Bernie said, "Take off the top and show me those tits."
Becki removed the bikini top slowly, a little shy and hesitant. Telling herself; "My college life depends on this."
