With my new birth certificate in hand, it only took a few days for me to obtain a driver’s license, Social Security Card and bank account. Dallas Nash was now a real person. Now all I needed was an income. I knew full well it would have been easy enough to pick up some quick cash by dancing indian in a topless club or sitting in the bar of an upscale hotel, but I couldn’t see myself going down that path. Don’t get me wrong, I knew my looks and body were my only assets, and I wasn’t opposed to using those to earn money, but I was afraid, as a novice, I’d probably wind up in police custody. That could end my new life before it even got started. I wanted to start on a higher level. Once again, Linda and Lisa came to my rescue. They gave me an old laptop they weren’t using anymore, and access to their internet connection. I didn’t hide what I was planning from my roommates. They didn’t judge me harshly, quite the contrary. They helped by taking some digital pictures of me in a variety of Lisa’s clothes and sexy lingerie. Two hours later, I had a new profile on the Sugar Babies website. My profile said things like, “Fresh out of a bad relationship” and “Broke”, and “Willing to travel”. I ended it by saying, “I’m not interested in one night or one time meetings, so only serious and very financially able Sugar Daddies need contact me.” Oh, and I did mention in my title line that I was “Open-minded and Bisexual”. Neil would have loved that. I wasn’t surprised when I received over two dozen responses in the first few hours of my profile being posted. Most of them were garbage—local men wanting to pay me for sex. There were several more interesting responses though, and one in particular caught my eye. “FLDaddy4Friend” Sent me a message that couldn’t be ignored. It read: “Hello Dallas. I’m sure you’re receiving tons of messages, as well you should. I’m sorry to hear that you are broke, but I’m glad you managed to escape the terrible relationship you were in. Even if you don’t choose me as your Sugar Daddy, I would very much enjoy you allowing me to help some. If you have a bank account and send me the account number and the bank’s tracking number, I will send a small, no obligation gift. If you don’t have a bank account, we will work out other means of having the gift delivered to you. Thank you for reading this message, and I hope you much success in the future. She licked her lips, her weave of black hair spilling down to her shoulders. "Up Nero." We progressed to indian me taking the pee and cum drippings in my mouth and sharing it with her. I was never going home again. “I could really do this for quite some time; I took a pill, my dear. Note: Thanks to wrc264 for beta reading this! I put my arm out for her to hold on to as we walked into the jewelry store. It would be the "naughtiest" thing that I had ever done in my entire life so far. This is only a small account but Lucy had seen the accounts and told me that she always fancied riding a horse, so off we went. Jennifer went limp in the chair, making a little satisfied 'hmm' deep in her throat. It took us about forty-five minutes to drive into town. I laid down to the grass, pulling her with me, lowering her body on top of mine. Legs spread, arse displayed to me, pussy lips flushed and ready displayed between your legs. I was led one of the ottomans by the banquette and Marisa helped me lay face down on it after removing my robe. It's always best to take it slow. She forced her silence while her body spasmed. I licked for a minute, but I didn't want Blue to get too far before putting my plan into action. She had tasted cum and sucked cocks. It only turns me on because I know how she loves her cunt filled. I shook my head at her and focused on my phone. But after years of marriage, and a very boring sex life, I found myself drawn to it. But I vividly remember when things changed and took the sexual turn. He went over, moved her hands and slapped her pussy hard. It takes a while, but they both finally break from the kiss and come up for air. He put on the special briefs and t shirt and got situated on the couch. Deana's concern had been a moot point. "Ha!