Talking to Sara.

His girlfriend Sara appeared, walking into the kitchen where he was eating breakfast. She was a hot young woman, with brunette hair falling over her face and shoulders, and a stellar body. The bad news was that she was rarely in the mood in recent days -- sometimes he worried if it was him that was the cause. He looked her over again, admiring her leg-baring shorts and casual shirt. He looked back to the phone, then summoned conviction.

"Hey, Sara," he managed.

"Morning," she smiled. A quick look was expended in his direction before she set the cereal box onto the counter and began pouring it into a bowl. The trickle of crunchy oats filled the awkward silence. Then, finally, behind the guise of a raunchy joke, Josh spoke.

"Forget the cereal, babe." He pulled out his wallet, Sara looking at him inquisitively. "One blowjob, in exchange for 5 dollars. What do you say?"

Sara looked back to the cereal bowl and Josh steeled his willpower. It was a long 5 seconds from the counter to the table. But somehow, as Sara sat down, she didn't break into either laughter or anger. Instead, she stuck a spoon into her cereal before finally looking up. Not in anger.

But thoughtfully. "How about five dollars fifty? I could use some change."

Josh stared agape. It worked! Holy crap!

"Um, Josh?" She waved her hand, and he blinked towards her. Sticking a spoonful of cereal into her mouth, she continued, "What, you don't got any quarters on you?"

Josh swallowed, and looked at his phone.

"Five dollars and fifty... to suck my cock."

Sara nodded. Another spoonful of cereal went down her throat, and Josh watched the lump proceed through her esophagus. He gulped again. "What?" she noticed his staring. "I could use the five bucks, so. Just don't expect a miracle tongue at work, okay?" She opened her jaw and closed it in fluctuating motions, as if to exercise its motor functions. "I've got a bit of soreness in my gums too for some reason..."

Amazing. Josh thought to himself in some kind of real life soliloquy. She was now at this moment willing to suck him off, to practically sell her very body, for money, whereas ordinarily, the very thought of even asking her for something like that would be met with a firm, open-hand rejection, even if curtained behind that of her typical wry humor.

Now she was willing to suck away on his rod... and simply because he offered her five bucks?

In went another spoonful, and another swallow. Josh tore his eyes away, and looked back at his phone, then his wallet, and wondered if he should go through with this or see what else he could change with this unreal app.