Find an alternative way to pay.

"I don't have that." I whispered, looking at the ground. I did have that, but barely. If I agreed to pay it, the man would be taking pretty much all of my spending money. Without it, I would be unable to pay for accommodations to sleep, or even get a hot meal tonight. If this journey had taught me anything, it was that I could use my feminine wiles to get men to do anything if I tried hard enough. "Is there another form of payment?"

The man looked at me, a small grin breaking out on his face. His hand reached over and locked the station door, locking us out from the world around us. The windows were still lightly open, though not enough for people to be able to see in. Taking a few steps towards me, the officers hands were immediately under my jumpsuit, grabbing at my skin and pawing at me like an animal.

"I suppose we can make a deal." he said, his hands up against the underside of my breasts. "Get on your knees. If you do a good job, we can cut the fine in half."

I nodded as his fingers brushed against my sensitive nipples, causing an inadvertent moan to fall out of my mouth. I didn't want to service this man, but I was finding myself becoming hornier the more he touched me. The way his hands were groping me was lighting a definite fire in my body, and I wondered how big he was under his pants.