Keep Trying.

“Sorry... I didn’t mean to offend...What’s a girl like you doing working in a place like this anyway?” asked Scott.
The girl’s fear was momentarily pushed aside as she huffed in indignation, “What do you mean a girl like me?”
“All I mean, is that you don’t seem like the kind of girl who’d enjoy this kind of working environment... I can’t be the first guy to have propositioned you.” said Scott.
The girl seemed to be examinging her feet, and wouldn’t meet Scott’s eyes, “Well... No, I don’t enjoy it here... But I don’t have much of a choice.”
“Care to explain your situation?” Scott asked gently.
The girl sighed, and peaked up at Scott from beneath her honey blonde bangs, “... Long story short, my mother is sick, and I’m trying to help support my family. This job had the best starting wages.”
“I see,” Scott nodded in understanding, “The other girls still make more than you though, don’t they.”
The girl looked up quickly, a shocked expression playing across her face, “Wha? How did you know that?”
“Well, it’s obvious,” Scott shrugged, “Waitresses and bar maids make most of their money from tips, and you’re just not willing to work for your tips... I know it must be overwhelming for a virgin such as yourself, but I assure you, it’s not that big of a deal.”
Scott grinned as he watched her blush at the word “virgin”, and then decided to take it one step further. He played the guilt card. “You wouldn’t want to let your family down, would you?”
Scott nearly shouted outloud in victory as he saw her shoulder’s slump in resignation. He had almost won.
“Listen... I promise I’ll be gentle. You’ll have total control. I won’t **** you to do anything you don’t want to do, and if you change your mind I won’t stop you from leaving.”
“I... I don’t know... The boss...” The girl seemed to be wavering at the point of decision.
Scott laughed lightly, “Where’d the boss go? Do you think he’s going to suddenly come back to check up on you?”
“No... He,” She blushed bright red as she searched for the appropriate words, “He’s... upstairs... with a lady customer.”
“Ha! See? How could he get mad at you for doing what he’s doing?”
“But... Customers!...”
Scott could see her running out of excuses, “Serious, you won’t be away for more than an hour. Just lock the door until you come back. I doubt anyone will even come by.”
The girl sighed, “I... I suppose you’re right. It’s best to just get this over with, right?” She took a few tentative steps towards Scott and looked directly at him, giving Scott a good look at her smokey eyes.
“May I ask your name?” Said Scott.
“It’s... Marla.”
“It’s a pleasure to make your aquaintance Marla. I’m Scott. Now... Should I lead, or do you think you can handle it?”