Finally walked down and got my diploma, Sara O. Bran across the top. I was not at the top of my class but made it anyway. Now to find a job and get out of my house. My parents thought since I was the oldest, I was their slave, at least it felt that way. I took care of my little brother and sister, did a lot of the cooking and cleaning.
I stopped by the Wendy's put in my application. They said I was hired and was to start the next day. At least I had a start, I knew I would not make enough to get out of my house, but it was a beginning. I went home very happy, but it did not last long before I went to work making dinner.
My life was at a dead end. My dates were far apart, when I was able to get one, straight to the park where are clothes would come off and we would end up with me on my knees getting fucked hard and fast. He never lasted long, and I was frustrated there also. I did not have many friends, did not have time for them. One friend; Sue would tell me of her exploits and make me a little jealous.
She told me she was going to Memphis to get a job as a dancer in a strip club. She was taller than me, at least 5'8" and 36D's were her ticket in. She was a red head, long flowing beautiful hair. I had no doubt that she would be a hit. She could dance and was so sexy, that every guy would stare.
At home looking in the mirror, I saw a short haired blond with 32b cup, my legs were my best asset, pretty long for my 5'5". Looking at my ass it was shapely but nothing like Sue's. I guess I was pretty but not very sexy. I was letting my hair grow out, wanted it long and flowing.