For some reason it is all so... exciting.

Jules felt the weight of his eyes on her. She could hardly believe what she'd just said. Had those words just come out of her mouth? Did she mean them?

The young woman's mind was abuzz with confusing thoughts as her cheeks flushed. True, she was really worried about this whole situation reaching the wrong ears. Detective Walker was already convinced she was some kind of vicious criminal, and a report that Jules had robbed a man after 'letting him drive her home' from the Moon Rabbit Cabaret would go a long way towards confirming his suspicions. Might not the situation at the deceased Mr. Grey's house have played out much the same? Jules being caught stealing and **** ensuing?

But that wasn't all it was. She couldn't understand why, but that scuffle had gotten her really... excited. Or that would be the polite term for it. More accurate would be to call it a hot, horny itch between her legs and a faint shaking in her thighs.

That growing heat in her belly was what convinced Jules she must really be losing her mind. This classless asshole, who'd ambushed her, threatened her, grabbed her and **** her to let him into the apartment... was making her body react like this? The way he'd held her helpless against the floor... Somehow, Todd was ten times more attractive than the night she'd gone home with him and reluctantly done what he'd begged her for with her mouth.

Todd looked around, obviously conflicted. "You... you got some kind of camera or something in here, Jewel? Trying to record me and frame me for something?"

"Hmm... That's a good idea." she said, pulling out her old phone with the cracked screen. At first, Todd tensed up and looked like he was about to bolt, thinking she was calling the cops.

But instead, Jules pressed the record button, and spoke into it: "This... is my friend-with-benefits, Todd. Him and I are doing a little bit of roleplaying where he's a burglar breaking into my house, and I'm.." she licked her lips, "I'm a submissive slutty bitch who gets turned on by dominant men." even as she spoke, Jules was tugging up the edge of her sweater dress, pulling it up and over her head before tossing it aside on the floor. She kicked off her shoes, leaving her in just her black bra and panties, and propped the phone up on the nightstand.

"Hey, what are you waiting for?" Jules said in a casual tone as if she was asking why her friend was taking so long to pull the car around. "You got me so wet wrestling on the ground and pretending to overpower me. I'm so ready. Hurry the fuck up and get your clothes off."

Normally 'seduction' is a use of the persuasion skill. Among heterosexual characters it works differently based on gender. Females being targeted with it will usually resist with their resolve attribute. Hetereosexual men will only resist if there's a reson for it, i.e., being partnered already, on-duty at their job, or being approached by a particularly unattractive female. If Jules was asking for him to forget about the theft, Todd would probably resist, but since she is only asking him to give her time to pay it back, it'll be unresisted. And she gains 1 success, barely enough, though the guy will remain wary. https://orokos.com/roll/996088

"This... I... uh... you don't understand, I just got my hours cut and I can barely afford my phone bill and my insurance. I was only throwing around cash at that club because my buddies gave me some for my birthday last month. I need that money back, I can barely afford grocieres..." the burly, bearded young man's voice was suddenly apologetic.

"I'll cook you some spam and eggs to go." Jules said, a note of impatience entering her voice. "I'll pay you back when I can, alright?" she ran a hand down her chest and rested it on her large, firm bosom, giving in a squeeze and sighing softly. Even through her bra, he could tell just by looking that her nipples were stiff. "You pushed me in here like some kind of pimp. Don't tell me you're gonna back down NOW. What's wrong, white boy? You scared that I'll hit you again? You think I bite?" she licked her lips and bared her pearly white teeth, gleaming in the dim light. "Maybe I will."

Whatever he'd been thinking when he came, the bulge popping in in the stocky young man's shorts was in the driver's seat now, not the head on his shoulders. He worked up his courage and grabbed Jules by the shoulders. He flinched pre-emptively, expecting a hit - but instead, she started clumsily unbuckling his belt with one hand... followed by dropping his briefs to the floor. The smell of male musk was more intense than she remembered even when she gave him head before.

"Damn, Jewel - you liked me this much, why'd you fuckin' rob me?" Todd muttered as he grabbed one of those hefty mounds on her chest, marveling at the all-natural softness.

"Maybe a part of me was hoping you would come find me and put me in my place. Like... I wanted to be the prey for a strong hunter." Jules hissed as his hands clumsily undid her bra and let her tits bounce free.

"Come on..." She said that she dragged him over to the bed and flopped onto it, spreading her toned athletic legs wide. "You caught me... Now eat me, raw."

Whether or not the girl's metaphor was beyond this lout, the crease of her slit showing through her panties left no ambiguity about what she wanted. He yanked them off hastily and buried his face in her twat. Jules grown softly as she felt his facial hair tickling her most sensitive spots before is slimy tongue gracelessly **** its way inside her. The thought that this man had come to her rented room in anger to threaten her only made her more enthusiastic about pushing his face against her slit.

This was the first time Jules had received oral sex, and her immediate thought was that this needed to happen EVERY time, going forward. "Oh yes! Eat me! Eat me like you're starving! Eat me all up!" Lewd slurping sounds echoed in her ears is she arched her back and tossed her head from side to side against the mattress.

After a few minutes of that Todd pulled up and took a deep breath. "You're soaking down there. Holy shit, you really wanted to get fucked, didn't you? That's probably why you ripped me off, you slut. You were pissed off I didn't give you the dick."

Jules was slightly frustrated that he stopped before she finished, but that did sound pretty nice. "Only if you measure up. Show it to me."

The bearded young man hopped to his feet, downing his underwear as he did and showing off his stubby pink tool. Jules was slightly disappointed that it was smaller than the two she'd had before, but only slightly. "All right then. Lay it on me."

"Hold on... Fuck..." The guy groaned and frustration as he jerked himself. "I didn't know things were gonna go like this. I didn't bring a condom."

"I don't c-" Jules caught herself and shook her head as her last rational thoughts reasserted themselves. She remembered a couple of girls from the Moon Rabbit suggested she make sure to keep a supply of them. "... right, condoms... Uh, there are some in the wardrobe over there. Middle drawer."

When Todd turned around and went rummaging for them, Jules winced as she heard that nasty hissing voice again: Good, now he's distracted. ****. Tear into him. Make him pay for his insult.

Oh no you don't, Ragged Red Lip, you glutton! The other, squeaky, feminine voice came in. Don't listen to her, Nuzsuzul! I can taste how much you crave a good mating. Let him fuck you, good and hard! Then you can make him bleed for Red, I don't care.

"Shut up." Jules gritted her teeth. "Not now."

"Huh?" Todd glanced over his shoulder warily.

"I said hurry up already. Before I change my mind." the girl on the bed shouted at him.

He didn't need to be told twice. Todd tore the condom wrapper open with his teeth as he lurched back over to the bed and yanked the rubber sheath down over his stiff cock. From jules's point of view, it was as if her body was operating on automatic as she spread her legs wide til her heels were dangling over the edge of the bed.

As the burly man gracelessly flopped on top of her, things proceeded quickly with no further foreplay - and that suited her just fine. Her pussy was so wet that she didn't even feel a hint of a pinch as he shoved his entire length inside her in one hasty motion.

"AHHHHH!" The feisty young woman didn't know how much she'd needed that sensation of warm fullness until she felt it. Her voice was so loud and shrill that Todd hesitated.

"Come on! Fuck me!" She dragged her hands over his back and made him gasp in shock. Even though Jules kept her fingernails short - a habit she held over from being on the track team for years - she still managed to rake his skin painfully. But, already being balls deep in a stunningly gorgeous and buxom latin lover meant that the only retaliation she got was his hips roughly slamming against her butt as he began pistoning in and out of her.

Had it been this noisy the first (or second) time she had had sex, Jules distantly wondered as the pleasurable sensations overwhelmed her? She could pick out the sound of his sweaty hips slapping against her, the caveman like grunts he made with each movement, and the squeaking of the cheap bedsprings underneath her.

And the way she felt is her eyes flashed fiercely up at him... That was even more different. In the throes of the moment she had thought that she was in love with Nathaniel and that maybe they get married someday. But now... she still wanted to **** Todd. She hated his ugly face. The idiocy of that stupid redneck t-shirt he was still wearing made her furious.

And yet she didn't want him to stop fucking her. Her cries got louder and sharper. Her fingers clutched at his hairy chest as he slammed his weight down on her again and again, pounding her into the bed.

"Uuuugh!" A surprised grunt bubbled up from Todd as he began slowing down.

"No, no! Damn it! Fuck you!" Jules snarled through gritted teeth as she felt him slowing down... And only belatedly noticed that the front door had just been kicked open.

And in his orgasmic stupor, the man didn't get off of her but just looked over his shoulder with his mouth hanging open stupidly. With him in the way, Jules could only see a few hints of motion.

"You mother fucker! Get offa her! I'm a bust your fuckin' head!" A shrill, throaty female voice cried out. Todd screamed in almost is high of a pitch as Jules had been as he rolled off the bed.

Jules immediately saw why. A woman was swinging a metal baseball bat at him. He howled in pain as it came down on his bare back with a meaty smack. "Stop! I was - oh shit!" He barely managed to roll away is the bat slammed against the carpet where he'd been a moment ago.

For her part, Jules was too surprised and dumbstruck to say anything or do anything except lay on the bed with her legs still spread wide, rubbing herself with two fingers, as the newcomer chased her assailant-turned-lover out of the room. Only when the woman rounded on her did she pull the covers over herself.

"You want me to go after his ass?" The stranger asked matter of factly.

"No... Uh, no thanks..." Jules replied unsteadily. The newcomer flicked the lights on in Jules was able to get a better look at her.

"Did he hit you? You need me to call the ambulance?"

"No! Don't call the cops!" Jules said hastily.

The other woman snorted. "Didn't say I was gonna." She looked at Jules sympathetically. "Did he threaten to go to the cops? Don't believe that asshole. He'd get thrown in jail too for pimping."

"Huh?" Jules blinked, and then pulled the sheets higher over herself. "Oh... Oh. You heard him yelling about money, huh?"

"Mmmm-hmmm." the girl said knowingly. "You sure he didn't hurt you? Do you need me to drive you to a shelter or whatever?"

"No... I'm fine. It wasn't... I wasn't..." Jules started to protest, a clear note of guilt in her voice.

The girl in the yellow tank top put the bat over her shoulder and raised an eyebrow that radiated sketicism. "Don't worry about it, babe. I was in the game too until, shit, about a month ago. Now listen, 'cause you've got to hear this: you don't owe that motherfucker anything. You hear me? Say it with me, girl: 'I don't owe his bitch ass a-n-y-thing.'"

"I do! I mean..." Jules sighed deeply. It was bad enough having to conceal the fact that a guy who'd **** his way into her home and was threatening to beat her, had been moments away from making her cum before this unlikely good samaritan heard her screaming and charged in to rescue her. "...are you sure you want to get tied up in my problems? You don't even know me."

"I'm Brianna." the black girl said, tapping the bat on the floor. Under her yellow tank top she was wearing some very snug denim shorts that didn't hide the straps of her thong. "I'm in unit 641 upstairs. What's your name?"

"...Jules."

"Aright. Now we know each other, Jules. Tell me what that shit was about and if he's gonna come back. And don't tell me it ain't my business."

Much to Jules's embarrassment, Brianna didn't even bother looking away as she climbed out of the bed and pulled something to wear out of the wardrobe, not wanting to pick up the sweater dress that Todd had pulled off. Instead she went for her old private school uniform, which she had about a dozen sets of and little money to afford to go shopping.

Jules sighed as she explained: "I work at a cabaret club, and that guy is one of the, uh, patrons that I met there. He gave me money before and... he thought I took some that wasn't his. Kind of a lot, actually." Jules gulped.

"How much is 'a lot'?" Brianna said. Her response was refreshingly casual and non-judgmental.

"Like... a little less than three hundred bucks, I guess?" Jules admitted, her face still red.

"That's all?!" Brianna blew air through her lips in disbelief and shook her head. "Shit! I should have beaten that asshole harder. You should buy a gun, in case he comes back."

Jules allowed herself a nervous chuckle, and ran a hand through her short black hair. "Probably good advice. But it's not exactly in my budget right now. I just got even more unexpected expenses. Big ones. My 'job' doesn't exactly offer health coverage..."

"Yeah, I been there." Brianna said. "You're playin' it cool but I think you might be shook up. You wanna go get something to eat? I'll drive. And I don't mind staying over in case he comes back. I'm not working again until Monday." her smile was warm and friendly with just a hint of cyncial world-weariness that, strangely, made Jules feel more at ease.

"...sure."

"Damn!" Brianna snorted in amusement as the short-haired girl sitting across from her finished demolishing a full pound of beef brisket on top of the half slab of ribs she'd already reduced to bones. "Starting to wish I hadn't offered to pay!" she then looked guilty for a moment when Jules froze and frowned. "Nah, I'm just fucking with you. It's fine."

"You aren't going to ask why I'm not going back to my grandmother's house?" Jules said, wiping her hands clean with a napkin. In the grungy little BBQ joint, the conversation and country music blaring was loud enough that she didn't worry about being overheard.

"I bet you've got a good reason." Brianna nodded knowingly. "I'm not a life coach, Jules. I'm just the bitch who lives upstairs. But now that I can see you is alright, I have got to tell you: don't be doing that shit."

"You mean..." Jules sipped nervously on her iced tea.

"Tricks." Brianna said with a smirk.

"Tricks?" Jules blinked.

The woman across from her started giggling so much she had to put down her own iced tea without drinking. "Ah, damn, I forgot you're still just out of high school. I mean like what got fat boy to pay you the first time. Ho-ing."

"I know." Jules sighed heavily and put a hand on her face. "But I'm working for tips, and I had no idea how damn expensive everything is when you're living on your own, and..."

"Hold up, you don't have to tell me. We all got bills to pay. I know how it is." Brianna reached across the table and put a reassuring hand on Jules's. "I'm not your parole officer, babe. I mean there's better ways. Ain't you ever heard of the internet?"

"Huh?" Jules had almost no experience with the online world. Aside from using a computer lab at school, her grandparents had been dead set against having any kind of computer or internet access in the house. The only way she could use it was to go to the local library. "What about it?"

"I made 2 grand last week in about four hours." Brianna said with a chuckle.

"Whoah! Holy shit, really?" Jules's eyes widened. "Oh - you mean, trading stocks? I remember hearing some guys in my class talking about that. But I don't know anything about finance and I don't have much to invest-"

Brianna burst out laughing and took a minute to calm herself, shaking her head. "No, no no no. I mean... you are FINE, Jules. You have got it going on, do you hear me?"

Now it was Jules's turn to smirk, and shrug. "Well... yeah. I know. That's why I'm working at a cabaret instead of, like, 7-11 or an Olive Garden or something. But how did you make so much money on the internet?"

"I mean films. You know. 'Amateur' stuff. It's easy as hell to get into nowadays. You just send them an email, and boom." Brianna's smirk widened.

"Oh. Ohhh. You mean... like... porno movies?" Jules felt a tightness in her throat, as if urging her to whisper, and lowered her head a little out of reflexive shyness, glancing around to see if anyone overheard.

"Hell of a lot safer than tricks, and it pays better." Brianna winked. "I thought you needed to know somebody, too, but that was the old days. You don't even need to drive down to Miami, they shoot up here too."

Jules sputtered, disbelievingly. But... then again, it wasn't as if she hadn't already lowered herself to that level, was it? And if she was going to need to pay a defense lawyer due to this psycho cop trying to pin a **** on her, never mind paying for medication without health insurance... "Are you, like, trying to get a commission for recruiting me or something?" Jules asked with a smirk.

"Bitch! I swung a baseball bat at a motherfucker for your ass! You'd owe it to me if I was! Nevermind that you just ate a whole-ass cow and the bill is about to come!" Brianna giggled and kicked her playfully under the table.

"Okay, you got me there." Jules shook her head and smiled in spite of herself. "I'm... you know what, I feel like I need to get away from reality for a little while. Just in case that fucker Todd comes back around or tries to call the cops or something, do you want to... go see a movie or something? Escape from reality?"

Playfully picking up the receipt and flicking it at Jules between two fingers, Brianna blew air through her nose. "If I'm drivin', you payin'."

Jules makes a 'Carousing' roll to try and make a friend, using her Presence (3) + Socialize (2). Her striking looks merit does apply - it often applies to homosocial interactions as well, especially among females. This gives her a respectable dice pool of 6. https://orokos.com/roll/996340 4 successes, meaning she does indeed succeed in securing a friend who can be called on again, albeit one without much in the way of specialized skills.