Yes she'll sell her body to pay her bills

"Yes," she whispered, shame filling her, though she wasn't sure why. Maybe it was the phrasing.

Mark smiled coldly, tapping on his tablet to bring up a calculator. "You're aware that when I said $160 earlier that was per month?"

Amanda's jaw dropped and after a moment she shook her head.

"You got the deluxe cable, it's more expensive. Now, you watch lots of movies, don't you?" he guessed, though he phrased it with more certainty.

Amanda nodded, still in shock.

"Well are you aware that most movies are pay-per-view? There's a ten dollar fee for each."

Amanda's eyes bugged out.

"So let's see. $160 per month, 2 months, $100 for this visit, $75 to re-activate the cable because I'm afraid I already de-activated it. $100 interest and late fees." As Amanda's horror grew he pretended to study the tablet. "You watched quite a few movies. With the pay-per-view and the early-preview fees that's another $600..."

"Oh my God," Amanda gasped, slumping bonelessly onto the couch. Mark was pleased to note that she wasn't objecting. He was even more pleased to note that her legs had spread and she wasn't wearing underwear. Figures, he thought.

"Taxes, of course." he looked down and winced, though he felt like grinning. "Wow. That's quite a big fee."

"Um, how much is it?" she asked.

Mark looked at her with mock sympathy, even affecting another wince. "Amanda, I'm afraid it's just over $1500."

"Oh..." was all Amanda could utter, shock utterly robbing her of her voice.

Mark let her stew for a minute, sure that her mind was either figuring out that he was full of it or working her up into a frenzy of panic. He spent the minute planning for either occasion, and had to fight not to let out a huge sigh when it became obvious that it was panic that had won.

"Amanda, do you have other debts?" he asked casually. "You said something about your first month's rent."

Amanda nodded, face drained of color and her eyes wide and a little bloodshot. "First and last," she said.

"So I suppose he assumes you're moving out at the end of the month because this is your second month and you didn't give him rent at the start of it."

"What?" she sat up straight. "He can't do that, I don't have anywhere to go!"

"It's his right. Unless you got the money to pay this month and the next before the end of the month. How much is rent?"

Amanda bit her lips again, a bad habit that left her with lipstick on her teeth and her lips smeared. "I think it's fifteen hundred. Or maybe a bit more."

Mark nearly dropped the tablet, but caught it as the last second as it slipped from nerveless fingers. "So...." he drew the word out to get himself time to think. "I guess two months would be like four-thousand dollars. Wow. That on top of the cable bill is six-thousand dollars."

"Oh God what'll I do? I can't be homeless," she whispered.

Mark decided to take advantage of her shock to touch her for the first time.

"There there, Amanda," he said, patting her bare thigh just above her knee. "I'm sure that I can help you with those bills."

"You'll pay them?" she asked hopefully, not caring that his hand crawled up her thigh. "I'll let you fuck me anytime, anyway you want for as long as you want if you'll pay them."