Disciplinary Action/Disciplinary Office/First Quarter/Sonia Cheating/Wait/Banko/No-homo/Negotiate/Complete/Mood/Maria/Brothel

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"So," Maria says, looking up to you. "I guess it's time to do this, huh?" She actually looks incredibly nervous about the whole idea, like a scared virgin. Wait, you believe she is unmarried. Considering this town's values, she probably IS a virgin.

"Actually, not right now. I'm a bit exhausted from talking with Mrs. Banko. I could use a drink though, and there is something I would like to talk with you about. Do you mind coming with me for a bit? I can pick you up from your place after you drop Sonia off."

"I think I could use a drink after all this too." She responds. "If you're taking me out, we might need a designated driver."

"I already know some people we can ask where we are going. They can handle it, although it might cost us a bit." You inform her. Yeah, you are pretty sure any of the girls where you are going would be happy to spend an hour driving you both home so long as you pay her hourly rate.


-45 minutes later-

"Wait! Isn't this the brothel!?" Maria says in a shocked voice when she sees where you brought her.

"The bar's too risky for what I want to talk about." You tell her. "I just might loose my job if anyone overhears us, but the ladies here should be tight lipped about anything they hear. It's about how completely screwed up this town is to make me try and knock up a kid like Sonia with all her issues."

"Her issues aren't THAT bad, she just has some trouble paying attention." Maria says in a biting tone. "Although I guess you might be thrown a little by how simple minded she comes off as. That's not her disability, that's just her. I guess we must have done a lousy job of raising her for her to have wound up like this, maybe too much coddling just because she has a few difficulties with time deadlines and being put under pressure. It's from the city, they give out IEPs for anything because of the government money they get from it." She sounds like she is trying to encourage you to not feel guilty about fucking and knocking up Sonia, but she definitely still sounds bitter about it.

"Well, it's not just about Sonia. It's also about something Mrs. Banko said. Just come inside, I'll tell you about it over our drinks."

You take her inside and speak with the women there. They complain about you being early, but they don't seem too fussed since you have been there before. In fact, they assume that you are here for something regarding Dia or Luana. You inform them that you are not here for sex, and you are not here for either of those two girls. You are just out to have a drink and complain about something you couldn't get away with talking about in the bar, and Maria is here to share drinks with you. However, you do still want to hire whoever happens to be available as a designated driver for when it's time for you to go home.

"Well, I guess that depends on just how drunk you are." The matron of the establishment says, and then looks you up and down. "Actually, no. You have been good to Luana and Dia. Plus, older women aren't your interest anyway, right?" With these words, she smiles over to Maria. "It looks like you prefer even your women to at least look like they are on the young side."

"Hey! That's! It's not like that!" Maria has an outburst, and actually winds up covering her tiny A-cup breasts with her hands. They had disappeared completely under her body armor, but now that she's dressed in her street clothes it just sticks out as painfully obvious she actually looks like she still belongs in highschool. In other words, she's exactly your type.

The mistress just chuckles, and waves you on toward their bar. And, a surprisingly large number of the prostitutes here seem to hang around in the eaves, probably hoping to pick up something from you about what could drive you to come here. Yeah, you are definitely going to need to be drunk before you start talking about this. You're going to need it just to stop feeling nervous about all the ladies who are not even trying to hide the fact they are listening in.