She offers to fuck him

Amanda stared in shock. "$160? I... I don't have that much..."

Mark shrugged. "Not my problem. I'll just go shut it off. You can have it re-activated when you pay up."

Amanda chewed her lip as he walked to the TV, debating with herself about what she was willing to do. She needed tv. It was the only relief she had from boredom during the day when everyone else was working.

Mark hunched over the back of the television, unhokking the cable and then straightening to punch a few keys on the tablet pc he carried with him. He darted a few glances Amanda's way, paying more attention to her tight ass and slim physique than he did to the job at hand. It was simple to disconnect cable but he wanted to drag it out.

"What if I..." she started, then stopped. He looked up at her, unsure as to what she was about to say but more than willing to stare at her. Well, her tits at the moment, which seemed to be heaving in an eye-catching way.

"I'll fuck you!" she blurted, coloring a little.

"Huh?" was his witty response.

"I'll fuck you if you don't turn off the cable."

Mark stared in shock and delight. It was the kind of thing that his co-workers had described happening but he'd never experienced it himself. As his mind woke from its shock it began to consider how he could take advantage of this situation.

Idly he tapped the tablet, and to buy himself time asked her, "Are you aware of how much you pay per month?"

Amanda shook her head. "I throw out the bills."

"How long have you had cable?" he asked, and hastily added, "I could look it up but this is faster."

"Since just after I graduated high school."

"How'd you afford this place?" he asked. "It's kind of nice for an 18-year old. You are 18, right?" he asked, deciding it was a good idea to establish she was legal.

Nodding Amanda said, "Eighteen and 3 months. I had my birthday a month before graduation."

"So why are you in this city? How'd you afford this place?"

Amanda fidgeted, wondering why he was asking so many questions and not just jumping on her like all the rest of the guys. She sure what to make of it. Was he gay? "I told my parents I was going to college and needed them to set up funds for it. They put ten thousand in a bank account."

Mark stared incredulously at her. "You had ten thousand and now you can't afford cable? What, did you spend it all on tuition and books?"

Amanda curled her lip and wiped her tired eyes, inadvertantly smearing her mascara. "There is no college. I just made it up. I don't want to do all that studying."

"So..." Mark nearly choked, "So you spent ten thousand in two months?"

Amanda shrugged. "I don't know what happened to it. I mean, there was rent the first month, but after that I guess I spent it on parties and... stuff..."

Mark had a pretty good idea what 'stuff' was, and wondered what her **** of choice was.

"Alright, so let's get this straight. You're willing to basically sell your body to pay off your bill, right?"

Amanda squirmed, uncomfortable at the phrasing he'd used. Mark didn't give a damn how uncomfortable he'd made her, he was getting pissed off thinking about how her parents had casually given her ten thousand for schooling she didn't want while he couldn't go to school because his parents were too poor.

"Well? Are you willing to sell your body to pay your bill and keep your cable?"