You do.

Sadly due to your recent stupidity you hate to admit his offer is rather tempting. “What exactly are we talking?” You ask him.

He seems a bit surprised by your question. “To be honest I assumed you would say do. Not to say that I wouldn’t mind fucking you more, I just was trying to get inside you. I mean I don’t even know your name.”

“Oh, I see.” You say standing. “Never mind.”

He grabs your arm lightly, “Now don’t run off all pissy I said I didn’t think you would say yes. Not that I would rescind the offer. Tell you what. You come with my crew on our next run to the fringe, a 26 day round trip, I’ll fem you up a bit, and you can get the standard cut like the rest of my crew, 10,000 credits. What do you think? Then we can revisit the situation once we get back.”

You think it over for a few moments. As you can’t think of a better idea you say. “Fine, the name is Alex Fletcher by the way.”

“Excellent.” He pulls out an account card and uses his com to load it with credits. “Here go down to the clinic. Tell them Keller sent you and you will be taken care of. Then head over to Amber’s Lair, a swanky clothing shop. She can get you all nice and dressed up in your maid outfit.”

“Oh, ok. Thanks.” You say taking the card.

“Good. I will have a car for you outside. See you at the ship.” With that he leaves you alone.