Blackmail: The Price Of An Apartment
A trans girl finds out the cost of having no money.
I arrived in Washington State, mid-summer for university. I did not know one person. The closest “friend” I had was Max, who lived three hours away. If you haven’t read my other stories, Max is my benefactor, my occasional lover, and my Sugar Daddy. My relationship with him may sound strange to an outsider, and it is complicated to explain. I met Max online, and he was the first person to call me and treat me as a “she,”...