I’m (19F) the daughter of a poor working-class family. Once I got into university, my parents couldn’t support me, and although I did get grants and other scholarships, I had to get two part-time jobs.
In year two, I found a cheaper bedroom in a fantastic house with two other students Simon (19M) and Phil (19M). The room was great, and during the conversation, I let slip my poor finances and how much this room would mean to me. I discovered Simon’s father owned the house, and both came from extremely wealthy families. They had just lost their cleaner and offered to reduce the rent by 50% If I would clean the house, do their washing and general household stuff etc. This would mean I could ditch the cleaning job.
For the previous year, my only serious sexual relationship had been with the handle of my hairbrush. The second month, I had a one-night stand with Simon. Then, a few weeks later slept with Phil too!! This was when my life got weird. Simon offered to give me the room free if I would occasionally sleep with both. Neither had a relationship since going to Uni. I was tempted; this would mean I could live more comfortably, and I had slept with them before. However, I was being paid for sex.