EXTRACT FOR
Filming My First BDSM Session to Pay my Debts
(Nicola Diaz)

"Melissa, this is serious.  I have nothing left in my savings account.  I used what I had to pay for next year's tuition, and now I have nothing for rent.  If Bill hadn't fired me with such short notice, I'd be okay.  But now I'm late on rent, and you know that Gino will evict me if I don't have it up front by the end of the week," I said with a sigh.  "When it rains, it really does pour," I added.  



"Well don't go jumping off any bridges just yet," said Melissa.  "If I were you, I'd go down to the Steaming Bean and see what kind of job postings are hanging up on the bulletin board.  They always have a bunch of stuff posted," she said.  For a second, I felt relieved.  Melissa was right.  I could come up with something.  With that, I hung up with her and got changed.  It was getting warmer in Santa Monica as mid-summer hit, so I put on my jean shorts and a tank-top, then headed downtown.



The Steaming Bean was usually packed during the summer with college students, tourists, and locals.  Melissa was right.  The bulletin board was loaded up with all kinds of ads and flyers.  I poked around but didn't see much in the way of job advertisements.  Feeling a little discouraged, I decided that I might as well get a drink before I left, so I got in line and ordered a soy latte with vanilla, one of my favorite drinks.