Bandits

Sector 6 was a disaster zone. Years ago, the upper plate had collapsed mid-construction, killing the denizens of the slums. So half the lower sector was a mass of collapsed concrete and steel, with narrow paths dug out to get to the last patch of remaining civilization in the sector -- a hedonistic hell ruled by Don Corneo.

Cloud and Aerith gradually learned to be a team as the conquered the puzzles of getting through the sector, when they stumbled upon three goofy looking bandits. If this was what passed for the lawless here in Sector 6, there'd be no problem getting through, Cloud thought.

"Lookie here, boys! Caught us some burglars!" the ringleader, Beck, said.

"Comin' into our homes and stealing our shit doin' crimes!" his deputy, Burke said. Burke and Beck were both bald, with masks covering their faces. They were lean, a byproduct of living in a lean world.

"I'd say we're owed "compensatory damages"!" Beck said, doing a horse laugh.

"Yeah! Complementary—uh, composite—Uh, I don't get it," Butch said. Unlike the others, Butch had hair -- a blonde mohawk, with the back tied into a ponytail.

"How stupid can you be? It's crazy simple! Compensatory damages is like, uh… It's like… compensation… For damages!" Beck said.

"Oh yeah! That's what you get when you…no, when somebody else! Uh…" Burke said, turning stupid.

"Boys ... boys ... haven't you guys heard of Aerith of the Slums?" Aerith asked.

"Aerith?" Beck said. "Oh .... shit, the handjob lady!"

"Well, we'd accept due recompense for allowing you to pass," Beck said, intrigued.

"Wait… what? Do wreck-em-pants!?" Butch looked confused, a normal state, Cloud thought.

"No, shit-for-brains! "Due recompense"! It's like… uh… It's like… uh… Compensatory damages!"

"I think we've heard enough," Aerith said. "Can you give me twenty, Cloud?"

Cloud sat outside the pipe, waiting twenty minutes, as Aerith tugged each bandit off, one after another. Cloud got stiff, listening to her talking to them quietly as they moaned and whimpered and finally shot off. By the time Cloud went back in, only Aerith was left, flinging their foul seed onto the ground.

"So, random question, but… why did you quit being a SOLDIER?" Aerith asked, taking out a napkin and wiping off the remaining cum.

"That is random. You just finished giving three handjobs, Aerith," Cloud said, wounded.

"Cloud. I'm a pretty girl in the slums, and I still have my virginity. You really think a sweet girl like me can get by in a place like this without ever doing anything? Don't be so naive. I give the best handjobs on the Planet. Anyway, did you have any SOLDIER friends? Any war buddies?"

"No… not really," Cloud said gawking at her. But why was something tickling the back of his mind?