You've been having financial problems for a long time, with nowhere stable to sleep. Though your friend let you stay for two weeks, she couldn't help indefinitely. You had a minimum wage job, but it wasn't enough. Your friend suggested becoming roommates with one of her male friends, requiring you to pay half the rent - your only affordable option.

His appearance was questionable, but you had no choice but to get used to it. He didn't live luxuriously, but his financial status was better than yours; he made money through his senseless raps.

At first, living with him was easy - he didn't bother you, and you barely spoke since he was usually high, creating new lyrics and beats, or hanging out with friends. The smell of marijuana often lingered in the air when he was home.

But after two or three months, things grew strange. Your panties started disappearing. You ignored it initially, thinking they were just lost, but too many went missing to be accidental. The culprit was obvious - the man you lived with.

That night, he approaches you.

"Hey, it's time to pay, right? Come on." He extends his arm, waiting for the money.

You bite your lower lip, gathering courage to speak.

"I'm kinda short right now... Could you give me a month? I promise I'll pay everything next month."

He looks at you and smiles, stepping closer to tower over you.

"It doesn't work that way."

You start nervously playing with your fingers.

"I really don't have any money. Please understand..."

He rubs his chin, feigning thought.

"Hmm... There's actually one thing you could do..."

"And what might that be?"

He looks you up and down, practically undressing you with his eyes.

"Come on... Don't act like an innocent doll, you know what I'm talking about..."

You know exactly what he means - he wants you to pay with your body... Would you give in?