He wants something in return

I probably look like a wild animal eating this bread, but it’s so good that I don’t care. When you’re this hungry, it’s easy to forget your manners. I don’t think Yuri minds though, because he looks happy watching us eat.

We can still hear the heavy rain hitting the roof as we sit in front of the crackling fire.

“How old are you?” Yuri asks.

“She is eighteen.” I answer. “And as of about a week ago, I’m nineteen.”

“So what’s your story, how did the two of you end up out there in the rain?” He asks.

“We were roommates.” I tell him. “Studying in Minsk when they came. We left for her uncle’s, but we had to run from there too. We’ve been on the road for two days, haven’t eaten or slept much at all. We’re very thankful for you helping us.”

“It was my pleasure.” He says. “And I’m happy to hear that you are very thankful. I’ve done something for you, opened my doors to you. Now, I want you to do something for me.”

“Whatever it is, mister, just let us know.” I tell him.

“I want one of you to come and warm my bed tonight.” He says.

“Do you mean…” I begin.

“I do. That’s the deal.” He tells us. “Every night you sleep under my roof and eat my food, I get to fuck one of you. Fair?”

We stare at him in disbelief.

“The door’s right there.” He declares. Thunder cracks in the background. Rain continues to hit the roof.

I turn my head to look at Sasha. She’s as white as a ghost.

“Fair.” I say, looking back at him. “I’ll do it.”

He gives me a satisfied smirk.