I guess you can come inside...

"Wonderful! I knew you would see it my way... Ah, I apologize. I seem to have forgotten your name,"

"My name? Yeah, it's Billie. Why don't you have a seat while I get the package I...er... William left for you. I'll be just a moment," Billie went into his... no... (her) room and quickly grabbed the pills half of the pills from the backpack she'd carried them home in. She then put the remaining cash for the month's rent into an envelope and brought it out to the landlord.

Mr. Clark was watching eagerly for Billie's return as she reentered the room, "My goodness but you are very pretty,"

Billie tilted her head slightly, she hadn't been a girl long so maybe this was normal for most women, but it seemed like she should have had to put more effort in for such a reaction. She was wearing the previous day's dirty clothes and none of it fit well. That's when she noticed his eyes were all but glued to her cleavage. He also seemed to be subtly squeezing his inner thigh. No, not his thigh... he was squeezing a small bulge as he leered.

Billie sat across from the man, offering him the box of pills and the money, "Here, this is from William,"

Mr. Clark smiled and took both, looking immediately inside the box. He fished out the pack he wanted and opened it, "You know, I can think of a lot of things a young lady such as yourself might use this money for," he gestured to the envelope.

Billie could think of plenty of ways to use it herself, "Oh?"

"Yes of course," he pushed it across the table to her, "Maybe you could help me with something and I could let you have it. Depending upon how you help me I could even add a little to the envelope,"

Billie's eyes widened, was he trying to pay her for sex?

"What do you have in mind Mr. Clar... I mean Edison,"

He gestured to the envelope, "For this, nothing more than oral. For more gratitude," His eyes drifted down to between her thighs.