She gives you a kind of answer

Janet looks at you as if weighing alternatives. Up close she's a very intriguing young woman. Not classically pretty, perhaps, but her emotive face and dark eyes have considerable appeal, and her full lips make erotic promises. You think of Tony's story of her sucking his cock while he drove, and feel you cock give an appreciative twitch.

"I sucked his cock and we fucked," she says with a grimace. "He's right about that. But it was nothing to do with his 'charm'. It was...a favor for a friend." She's clearly choosing her words carefully, and you sense that you're far from hearing the full story. The sceptical expression on your face makes her flush slightly, but she stands her ground.

"That's all I'm saying," she says firmly. "Except that he's right about sex being quick. He'd hardly got it in when he came. His loss. He's not getting another shot."

"Even if your 'friend' needs another favor?"

For a moment she looks as if she's about to say something, but then presses her lips together and shakes her head firmly, looking at you with a level gaze.

"Alright," you shrug. "Will there be anything else Miss Miller?"