Madeline Offers Herself to Loyal for the Rebreather

"What if we could maybe work out some kind of...deal?" Madeline said with a suggestive smile.

"Hmmmm what kind of deal are you thinking of?" Loyal said, licking his lips. His aged eyes looking Madeline over, just like a mechanic eyeing a machine he was about to break down and handle.

Madeline looked the wiry old man, who had seen much and many years--especially for the wastes. His vault suit, over which he wore a bomber style jacket, was stained with oil and grease. The attire of a busy mechanic.

"I imagine it has been a long time since you....umm had a tune up?" Madeline said eyeing up up and down making a show of it.

"Well what...what are you saying darlin?" he said, not quite wanting to make some insinuations. He looked eager.

"Maybe if I give your...wrench a bit of work. You give me that ReBreather device?" she moved close to him and let her hand graze the front of his vault suit right at the crotch. He jumped slightly at her touch, but the message was clear.

She continued...