Setting~
Little Red is sitting in the hospital holding her sleeping grandmothers hand. They had just had an argument about how they were going to pay off their debt. Grandmother Red made Little Red promise not to go to Mr Foxx, that they would figure something out, once she was out of the hospital.
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""I'm sorry grandma, but we don't have time to wait. I have to do something, anything to get the loan sharks thugs off our back." Little Red stood after kissing her grandma's hand softly.
Wrapping her black shall around her tighter to keep the cold from the rain at bay, Red made her way to the nearest bus stop, thinking that Mr Foxx would more than likely be at his office, since he always was. It was only a 30 minute bus ride from the hospital, so she'd have to figure out what to say to him or what services she could possibly offer to pay off such an outstanding debt.
'Maybe I'll offer to be his personal Chef for a couple of years.' Little Red pondered as the D line sped through the inner city, making it's way to the outskirts. 'Or maybe I'll offer maid work. He obviously works a lot, I bet he could use daily turndown service.' The D line swayed violently from side to side as it hit each pothole. Little Red Had to hold her skirt down to keep it from flying up.
'What if he doesn't want what I offer him. What if he asks for something else.' Her hand twitch subconsciously touching the skin of her inner thigh, her lower body pulsed at the idea of sexual expectation. 'No,' she shook her head, 'No blowjob can get rid of that much debt.' She shook the idea from her head. 'More than likely he'd just turn me down all together.'
Finally her stop arrived and she stood to leave. Becoming conscious of a drop rolling between her legs. Little Red was reminded of her earlier thought. 'It wouldn't be the end of the world if he wanted a blowjob, at least they were attractive.
Having met a couple of times before She knew that Mr Foxx was slightly shorter than herself, stunning blue eyes that pierced you and short wavy bleached hair they sometimes threw into a bun, and once when their button up shirt had flashed open she had caught a glimpse of their drool worthy six pack. They weren't unattractive by any means.
Stepping off the bus Little Red resolved to find a bathroom as quickly as possible to clean up. As luck would have it she spotted Mr Foxx walking down the street towards their office. Hollering after him Red jogged to catch up.
"Mr Foxx," He didn't even turn to acknowledge her. However when she caught up and stepped into place next to him he gave a small head nodd to her.
"Ms Red, I was sorry to hear about your business burning down. Your grandmother makes the best bakery items." He opened the building door and held it open for Red, gesturing her in. Stunned Little Red only nodded her head and followed Mr Foxx's lead.
He lead to his office and shut the door, and closed the blinds. Taking his vest off he unbuttoned the wrists of his button up and took a seat across from her. "How can I help you Ms Red." He leaned in and placed a warm palm on her leg. His thumb gently grazing her inner thigh. Little Red felt the heat rise to her face. She had never gotten the chance to clean up.
"I was hoping for an extension on the loan, or maybe we could work out a different method to pay it off." She heard the words as she said them and regretted it. "What I mean to say is, I can offer my services to you." The coy look In his eye only made her blush harder. "Like I can cook, you said you liked grandmas baking. I do a lot of the baking for the bakery myself, I can do your laundry clean your house. I can work off the debt." The more she spoke the more confident she became that she could make a reasonable deal happen here.
