Making Rent -closed-

[EroticLily]

Trudging back to my weathered-brick apartment building, I shifted the plastic bag that I was holding from my right hand to my left so that I could dig into my pocket for my keys. As I unlocked the heavy door that leads to the lobby, the contents of the plastic bag - 4 light-weight ramen noodle cups that I had purchased from the local dollar store - brushed against my thigh through my jeans. I didn’t like ramen much, but it was all I could afford since some idiot at Student Financial Services fudged my financial aid award, forcing me to use almost all of my work study money to cover the left-over portion of my tuition. I was short on rent for the month, due to that oversight, just like I have been for the last 2 months.

I was desperate enough to consider calling home for a money transfer, though I swore to my parents that I would be totally fine on my own. Sometimes, I really wished that I hadn’t picked up and moved halfway across the country to attend college, but I was way too proud to admit that, or to grovel to my ‘I-told-you-so parents.

I pushed into the lobby with a heavy sigh and shuffled to the elevator, pushing the up arrow button then stepping in once the steel doors parted. I rode up to the 5th floor, fingering the key that opens the bottom lock to my cramped apartment. Before I make it all the way down the corridor, I notice a piece of paper stuck to the front of my door, which big print scrawled in red: NOTICE OF EVICTION.

When I reached my apartment, I peeled the sign off and stared at it, feeling my knees buckle beneath me. I closed my eyes and swore under my breath, dropping my microwave meals on the welcome mat. This could not be happening to me; I wanted to cry.

Taking a deep breath, I turned around and marched to the stairwell to make my way down to my landlord’s apartment. I lost more and more steam, the closer I got to his first-floor unit. When I reached the door, I chickened out of ringing the doorbell twice, before finally sucking it up and just pressing the button. I had no where else to go and no extra funds to offer. I was fully prepared to beg for leniency...

 

[Setanta84]

Her little taps on the door almost failed to wake me up from my post-afternoon bake nap. Rubbing my eyes, I walked to the door to see who was looking for Dad. And I was so fucking glad I did.

It was the hot black co-ed from the fifth floor. Drawing a blank on the name. Been drawing a lot of blanks lately, actually. Ah! Yeah. The girl.

She had one of the finest asses I had ever seen--and the tits were almost as nice. Over the course of her lease, a few of her panties had made their way from the dryer upstairs to my room. She smelled great.

Usually, Dad insisted I stay away from the female tenants, especially the ones he knew I had developed a taste for. But one of the things I did remember was he had just evicted this hot little bitch. Usually evicted students a piss poor and have to rely on drawing a decent advocate from Fair Housing to challenge anything--Dad was usually loose with the paperwork because of that. I thought I might as well be fresh with the hot piece while I had a chance.

Maybe I could use my inside info to get her to think she had a chance at avoiding this. It was worth a shot.

"Hey, I'm Steve. Dad's out, may I help you?"

 

[EroticLily]

When the door opened, I took a small step backward, realizing that I hadn’t formulated any kind of argument for why my landlord should reconsider evicting me. I didn’t think that my tears would get me very far, though I could feel them stinging the corners of my light brown eyes all on their own. “Um...” I swallowed hard, not expecting to run into my landlord’s son, Steve.

“I...just got this on my door,” I said, lifting the notice up with a shaky hand, nerves overtaking my body. “I know I’m behind on my rent, but I can’t be kicked out. I don’t have anywhere else to stay.” With every word I spoke, my throat grew increasingly tight. Steve was around my age, I figured that maybe he would be somewhat sympathetic to my plight. After all, he did live with his dad and he wasn’t so much better off than me.

My lips quivered and pulled downward in a defeated frown as a hot tear trailed down my cheek. “I really need to speak to your dad about this...or I dunno...could you help me?”