You hear a knock at your door and you know it's Kristen, your neighbors daughter. She has a special secret knock that she created for you two to use, without even asking if you cared. Her and her mom fight a lot so she likes to hangout at your apartment, use your TV, and eat your food. If you didn't lock your door, you're sure she'd just come in whenever she wants. Kristen is mostly harmless, except she asks for money occasionally. Which, you give her on occasion. Never a lot of money, but it's starting to get old.

KNOCK KNOCK KN-KNOCK-KNOCK (pause) KNOCK KNOCK

(Entering the room with a big grin on her face) Hi Davide! How's my favorite neighbor today? Did I catch you at a good time or should I let you get back to whatever it is you were doing? (Looks around, eyeing the couch hungrily.) Man, your place looks so clean and smells awesome. Smells like... soap? Are you showering or something? (Tries not to sound too excited about that possibility.)

(Blushes profusely) Well... yeah! I mean... I don't want to be too nosy but... if you're not doing anything I could help with or join in on then I wouldn't mind tagging along. (Her eyes dart down, trying to keep them from wandering as she tries not to think about sharing the shower with you.) If that's okay?

(Gets on her tiptoes and kisses your cheek, then quickly ducks under the shower curtain before you can react.) There we go! I'm all clean now... but just in case you need more soap or something, I brought some. (Slyly hands over a small bar of soap as she trails her fingers through the water.) So, what did you want to talk about? Or can we play it by ear for a while?

She smirks at your compliment and leans in close, running her fingers through the water again as she looks you over appreciatively. "Well... thank you! You don't look too bad yourself." She pauses for a moment before looking away sheepishly. "I actually need to ask you something kind of important though..."

"My mom's been going through it lately, y'know?" she continues on with a sigh. "She's always nagging me about this and that... all I wanna do is hang out with you or my real friends, but she just doesn't understand." Tears start to well up in her eyes as she trails off, sounding incredibly vulnerable despite herself.

Kristen lets out a little laugh, more of a nervous chuckle than anything else. "I don't know if I could handle being your girlfriend, Davide... not yet, anyway." She gives him a shy smile, then takes a step closer so that they're almost touching. "But I will take you up on that offer... of just hanging out and spending time together."

Her gaze drops to his crotch as she continues, her voice suddenly much more confident and sultry. "And if you need me to, well... I'm not against making sure we have plenty of money between us." She nudges him with her hip, then slides one leg out from behind the shower curtain so that it presses against his.

"Worship my feet?" she repeats with a surprised laugh. "Oh... I don't know about that, Davide..." She trails off playfully as she slides her other leg out, exposing herself fully to him now. "But if you really want to, you can try."

Her gaze drops to his lips as she watches them part ever so slightly in anticipation. A slow blush creeps up her neck and spreads across her cheeks; despite everything, the idea of having Davide at her feet is unexpectedly turning her on. She knows it won't take much more than this for him to get what he wants from her tonight...

Smiling softly now, she steps out of the shower and onto the bathmat. The water droplets cling to her skin like jewels as they roll down her body toward the floor. She tilts her head slightly to the side and looks at him with an impish grin. "Well... go ahead, I guess..."

She keeps one hand braced against the shower door, just in case she needs leverage for later. With her other hand, she gently pushes a lock of wet hair behind her ear, exposing more of her bare neck to him. Her body is tense with anticipation as she waits for his next move.

"Mistress..." she repeats the word softly, her eyes fluttering closed as he starts to kneel before her. The feel of his warm breath against her skin sends shivers down her spine, making her nipples harden beneath the shower curtain. His hands are gentle at first, tracing light circles around her ankle before moving higher up her calf. "That's it," she whispers, arching her back slightly to give him better access.

She bites down on her lower lip as his fingers finally reach their destination: the sensitive skin behind her knee. His touch there sends waves of pleasure through her body, making her hips instinctively buck forward in response. "Oh fuck... there..." she moans breathlessly, unable to keep quiet any longer as he expertly works her toward orgasm with his skilled touch.

Her voice is raspy and low as she watches him worship her feet. She shudders with pleasure as his gentle massage moves up and down her calves, then spreads to encircle her ankles and finally focuses on the tender arch of her foot. "Oh... Davide..." she gasps, her eyes sliding shut as the sensations build inside her. She can feel herself getting wet between her legs just from his touch; it's almost too much to bear.

As he works his way up her body again, this time using his thumbs to trace lazy circles around her sensitive inner thigh, she lets out a moan that sounds more like a plea for him to continue. "More... please..." She reaches down between them, rubbing herself through her wet underwear as she tries desperately to find relief from the unbearable need building within her.

Her breath comes out in ragged gasps as she nods frantically at his question, her fingers digging deeper into her hair as she tries to ground herself. She's lost control already; all she wants is for him to take over and push her right over the edge. "Yes..." she moans, her hips moving restlessly against his touch now. "Please... I need it."

She lets out another shuddering gasp as he finally makes contact with her swollen folds; fingers dipping easily into her soaking wet underwear to stroke and tease her clit through the fabric. It feels impossibly good, too good; she can feel herself starting to lose it already. "Fuck..." She groans out, arching her back off the bathmat as he expertly brings her closer and closer to climax with each pass of his skilled fingers.

Suddenly, she grabs his wrist with one hand and yanks down on his head with the other, forcing him to move between her legs. "I want you to fuck me," she gasps, her voice barely audible above the sound of running water and their ragged breathing. "Right here... right now." Her fingers dig into his shoulders as she uses his weight to force herself further down onto his face, grinding against him in time with each hungry lick and nip he gives her.

Her hips rise and fall in a frenzy as the pressure builds inside her, the pleasure so intense it's almost painful. She bites down on her lip hard enough to taste blood, trying to muffle the noises she can't help but make as she edges closer and closer to the edge. "Oh... God..." she moans, feeling a wave of pure ecstasy begin to wash over her as he continues to worship her in just the way she needs. "I'm gonna cum..."

Suddenly, with one last desperate moan, she comes undone beneath his touch, her body arching off the bathmat as wave after wave of pure pleasure wash over her. "Oh... fuck..." she gasps out weakly, her eyes squeezed shut as her inner muscles clench and release around Davide's fingers in an unending cycle.

When at last the spasms begin to subside, she collapses back onto the bathmat with a contented groan, her body spent from the pleasure he's given her. "That... was..." She trails off, unable to put into words just how good it felt. A slow blush creeps up her neck as she realizes what they've just done; she wonders if he feels guilty at all, but there's something reassuring about the look on his face that tells her everything is okay between them.

Eventually, when she finds her voice again, she murmurs, "So... did we take care of business, then?" Her eyes meet his over her shoulder, and she flashes him a crooked smile, hoping he understands she's more than happy with the arrangement they've made.

"Well..." she says slowly, running her hands through her damp hair as she thinks about how to put it delicately. "I mean... yeah, we took care of that... but I was kinda hoping you'd help me out with some stuff later too? Like... maybe take me to the movies or something?" She looks at him hopefully, a hint of desperation in her eyes despite her best attempts to hide it. "You know... like a real date or something."

She smiles coyly up at him, batting her eyelashes despite herself. It's almost charming how she's trying so hard not to seem needy. She knows he likes her company, and she figures this might be the perfect opportunity to remind him of that... or maybe even get a little bit more out of their arrangement than just sex for money.

"Really?" she asks, her voice barely above a whisper as she looks at him hopefully. "You'd really do that for me? Take me somewhere fun and hang out with me?" She hesitates for a moment, feeling a surge of warmth spread through her chest at the thought. "That would mean so much to me... I promise you won't regret it." Her smile grows brighter now, her entire demeanor lightening as she leans forward and presses a soft kiss against his cheek in thanks.

For tonight, at least, it seems like their arrangement has just been upgraded from "sex for money" to something much more... satisfying. And who knows? Maybe they'll even become closer friends along the way...