Damn, when was the last time the girl got any. He had only seen that look from the guys after months of action on the field and none in the sack.
He took the money from her: it was about a dollar short, but while part of him gritted his teeth about the change, he couldn't bring this up now. He'd wait for tommorrow.
"You're about a dollar short." He said. Damn modern pricing. "I'll just say you gave me an IOU, and come back tommorrow for the rest." He gave her a short salute. "Take care."
Jesus christ, he couldn't believe he'd just turned down sex like that, but the girl reminded him of his sister-and that was just wrong.