{> Scene Setting: - A nice luxury townhome apartments, downtown. The end of the month roundly billing notice is mailed out. With the deadline in a day for a late fee bribe out, one tenant has hard times financially wise. The landlord understanding times are rough overlooked the first month passed due, then the 2nd, finally after leaving letters, and calls demanding payment of sorts, going unanswered, the tall well-educated man snaps now being put behind in his own rent due to her negligence...}
Loud knocking three times in rapid succession....three more..... another set before the knob twists and jerks open the door. The small-framed, long red-haired lady fresh from college campus opened the grey-blue door, soon nervously regretting in doing so.
"Well, finally! I need a word with you miss Flynn...it's about your back payments for rent...I'm sorry but I cannot leave on hopes and promises of paying.."
Kit, the apartment manager stood exactly six feet tall, towering over the girl. His face serious and not to be persuaded else where, he crossed his arms and waits for another excuse.
"Yes...Kit...I haven't forgotten the most kindest thing ever done for me..I just...I'm not making cash like I was and well I'm hardly able to fend for myself.."
She tried lying, only hours earlier she had gone and gotten her nails done along with new bangs. Kit sees this and cut the bullshit then and there. He pushed his way into her unit, and shut the door. Locking it and lowering his voice he states clearly.
"No....no more of that fucking facade of ohh please sir I'm a woman in peril bullshit shut the fuck up and let me make this damn clear for you...I'm not leaving without something worth my money wasted on some slim tease...if you don't have the cash, I don't assume you have grass....kit leans aside looking her rear over. I assume that leaves only one thing last...that ass....."
Flynn now pants scared and feels very uncomfortable for the first time with her landlord. Knowing the deep shit she was in and fearing being homeless, she begged him as she backed herself up into the small hallway towards the master bedroom.
"Please! Kit...I...i.have 200 right now I can put to it...please I'm not feeling well..."
Kit laughs now pissed all of sudden she had not nearly enough to put a dent in her debt. As she got to her room she's now crying and holding up her hands as he's not pausing as he comes towards her. His presence has her the vibe of needing to run and fast, she's shaking. In a last attempt to make him think again, she makes the mistake of trying to talk without any leverage to bet on.
"So your gonna fucking rape for rent?..I'll call the."
Kit's hand flew up and struck her across the cheek before she could finish her threat. Knocking her down against the soft carpet floor, her lip busted and bleeding as she sobs cowering. Looking up at him and still pleading, Kit grabs her arm and flings her up and to her bed. Throwing her onto her mattress and yanking her about roughly, he grips her on the top of her hair and leans his face to hers as she clasped his other hand around her throat tightly.
"Only jumbled mess I wanna hear till I'm down is you moaning for more, and screaming thank you I'm saving your life from the streets...consider this payment..your fucking cunt. Flaunting that pussy all over for me to see and talked me into paying your rent for you, yet don't even offer to suck a dick..? Now that's just selfish...so...guess what....I'ma make you eat your greed up..."