You notice attention to your person.

While the ferryboat is slowly moving along the water surface of the river, you notice that another passenger is looking in your direction.

You see that this bronze-skinned guy, who is wearing a dark blue shirt and dark gray jeans, is smiling at you. And he winks at you.

He then moves away towards a small building on the edge of the ferryboat.

This structure consists of lightweight materials such as plywood.

This is probably a warehouse?

Or perhaps this is a place for the crew to sleep?

You watch the retreating silhouette with curiosity.

Vylorun notices your interest and says: “I wouldn’t advise you to take risks... But if you want to satisfy your curiosity, then try to be careful, Jerome.”

You gently stroke the rabbit’s ears of Vylorun and say: “Don’t worry. Everything will be fine. I'll just talk to this guy and try to find out information that's useful to us."

You get up and follow this strange bronze-skinned guy.

You see him go inside a small building.

Soon you follow him in.

This…

This is the toilet.

The stinking smell of urine comes from a hole in the floor.

The bronze-skinned guy looks at you with an expression of amusement in his dark brown eyes. His face with a small black mustache and goatee shows a friendly smile.

He, leaning on the wall, says in a drawling voice: “I beg your pardon, beautiful lady. This place is clearly not suitable for a conversation with such a charming woman as you. However, these crazy religionists are unpredictable. I simply couldn't expose you to unnecessary risk. If they hear or see something that seems “sinful” to them, then the consequences for you may be sad. So, what's your name, beauty?"

You shyly introduce yourself: “My name is... My name is Jerome...”

The fact that he perceives you as a woman really confuses you...

You feel embarrassment and... growing excitement.

A man in a dark blue shirt gives you a slight ceremonial bow.

He says: “Nice to meet you. My name is Bartolo. I am a merchant who travels through the wastelands. My hometown is located far in the south. Like any good merchant, I strive to take advantage of every opportunity to get a good deal. I would like to know information about the area. Tell me about the settlements you've visited and your journey. I will pay you for this service."

You ask interestedly: “What is the fee?”

Bartolo takes out a small object from one of the pockets of his backpack.

This item measures approximately 15 centimeters.

Metal body, which is a steel tube with 12 holes on the sides and two hexagonal bases.

Strange inscriptions.

You distinguish between letters and numbers: “M84”.

Bartolo says in a satisfied voice: “Stun grenade. An excellent tool for stunning your enemies. Throw this thing and your enemy is stunned and helpless. The main thing is to try to throw away from yourself.”

You think: “This is a really useful thing! I'll probably need this thing."

You tell merchant Bartolo what you saw during your journey through the wastelands.

Of course you don't tell him information about your bunker. But you give him information about the places where you were with Dunik and information about The Warren.

He listens carefully to your story.

He then thanks you for your cooperation.

You look at his backpack. There are probably many more interesting goods there. Unfortunately, you don't have much in the way of payment.

You look into Bartolo's dark brown eyes and say, “Perhaps we could make another mutually beneficial deal...”

The tone of your voice sounds strange - flirtatious and perhaps even provocative.

This is unexpected for you. It is likely that recent events have caused significant changes in your own character.

Sparkles in the merchant's eyes.

There is voluptuousness in his smile.

He says: “The currency used to pay for goods may vary... In large settlements, this currency is caps or some coins of local rulers... In most small settlements, trade is carried out by barter... I assume that a beautiful and young lady like you has extensive capabilities in order to offer services in exchange that would interest me.”

You don't really have any coins or caps.

Most of your supplies are spent or given as payment for passage to the Chapel of Atonement guards and for the ferry journey.

Bartolo talks about services...

In the next moment, his phrase becomes more clear to you.

His hand gently touches your smooth, hairless cheek.

He strokes your feminine skin.

Then his fingers caress your plump lips.

From the surprise of these touches, your lips part slightly and you let out a weak feminine moan.

The depravity of the situation makes you feel aroused.

You think: “What a shame... I'm on the toilet. The stench of urine. And I feel excited by the touches of a man with whom I was not familiar a couple of hours ago! It’s good that Vylorun can’t see me now!”

Thinking about Vylorun and the fact that he is not so far away from you while you allow another male to seduce you into debauchery makes you feel like a pathetic vicious bitch. However, this shame does not eliminate your arousal at all.

The flame of vicious passion only burns hotter.

Your tiny weewee begins to harden slightly and ooze beads of pre-cum.

Your knees are getting weak.

Do you want...

You want to kneel in front of this male.

The gaze of dark brown eyes is directed directly into yours.

It seems that the sparkle in this man’s eyes penetrates your very soul.

The situation is stunningly vicious and depraved.

Merchant Bartolo's hints are clear: he will give you something expensive and useful in exchange for your... services.

For your sexual services.

Sex with a stranger in a dirty and smelly toilet.

Sex right now.

Sex in exchange for material gain.

So what will be your decision?

The first option is that you provide quick “sexual services” right now. Shame and guilt towards Vylorun are not important. The main thing is getting paid.

The second option is that you reject this vicious and depraved proposal. And you lose the benefits. You will never know what useful thing you might have received.

Or will you make some other decision?