"Staying out of trouble" ~ A helpful guide by Twilight Sparkle

In the end you have to go take a shower because asshole Anon sprayed you with the bad pony febreze bottle. That stuff really doesn't come out of coats if you let it dry.

Hypocritical human's got some nerves though. It's not like you've never caught him looking at girls on the computer before.

You step out of the shower and magic most of the water out of your coat.

"You know you're dripping all over the floor right?"

You light up your horn while shooting him an unamused look. A concentrated, millisecond long, thousand degree burst of heat instantly vaporizes any liquid on the floor, good thing the floor's tile. The micro star vanishes as quickly as it appeared, but not without causing Anon to gulp nervously.

You'd never actually hurt your only source of internet, but a little fear can lead to respect, right?

Opting to play nice, you sit your wet tush on the floor instead of on the couch. You did just get in trouble for the couch after all. No need to push your 'not least favorite' human without a good reason. For a reminder of what that could mean you need only look in the mirror...

Sitting in his chair and not the couch He doesn't even use the couch so why does he care?! Ahh! Anon turns on the TV to the news. Politics suck, someone shot someone, humans are dumb blah blah blah.

Where's a divine diarchy when you need one? These fools just yell at each other then someone gets shot half the time.

Unwrapping the towel from your mane you set to drying it off just a bit more when the doorbell rings.

"Huh wonder who that is?"

Dragging himself out of his chair Anon opens the door to reveal another male human with a large earth pony at his side. New neighbors?

"Hey man you Anon? Names Rod and this is my roommate Rocky we just moved here a few days ago."

Roommate? that's kinda weird.

"Oh uh yeah, that's me. I thought I heard someone was moving into the corner house. Nice to meet you both."

"Yeah sure dude, you too, but hey look we were talking to the uhh Johnson's the other day and they mentioned you had a cutie over here my buddy might like to meet."

Leaning around Anon the visitor spies you from you mid mane dry on the couch. You subconsciously pull the towel off your head and give him an awkward uncertain wave.

Dude's grin looks kinda creepy to be honest...

"Oh yeah, doesn't she look fun rocky?"

He gives the pony a conspiratorial elbow as the two share a chuckle.

Ok, creepy factor just went up again.

Moving over a bit to interpose himself between the three of you Anon speaks up.

"Uh yeah, that's Twilight. Sure she'd love to met you both, you want to come in for a second?"

"Oh sure, let's hash out the details while we let these two get to know each other a bit better my man!"

Clasping a hand on Anon's shoulder Rod begins to follow him back over the living room.

You turn your head to try and listen to what details he's talking about, but jump when the earth pony walks right into your field of view instead.

"Hey hey hey, don't worry about them sweetheart I'm sure they'll figure something out. Let's just focus on us for now ok?"

Oh god he thinks he's some kind of smooth talker.

"Umm sure... Like he said I'm Twilight..."

"Nah don't worry about names I just want to know what all you do. I didn't think the suburbs would have any pretty little working mares so I'm sure as shit glad to see you."

What the fuck.

"Wait, do you - "

"Price isn't much of an issue, never had trouble finding work, but most business mares in the city complained I was a bit too rough. What the limits? Do backdoor? S&M? I hope you're tough because - "

Okkkkkkk this guy's crazy! You quickly find yourself backing further and further from the aggressive and suddenly far too large stallion until your rump bumps into the corner.

"I-I think you might have the wrong impression."

"We heard about you from that Dusty fellow, so I know you're in the business. How about this, I promise to be gentle for the test run and then next time we can do things my way?"

Holy shit holy shit holy shit! You're out of room to back away and he just keeps getting closer!

"How 'bout we go to a backroom unless you like a bit of an audience."

He leans in and gives your neck a little nip! Whimpering pathetically you push against his ever encroaching chest! There's got to be something you can do! Don't panic! Think! You look around frantically only to regret when your eyes sweep across just how 'ready' he really is!

"No no no, this is wrong please back up..."

"Come on don't play shy now. Just some oral? $100?"

A hoof wraps around the back of your head and starts to pull you forward! You desperately trying to fire up your horn, but the terror ruins your concentration again and again!

"STOP IT LET GO!"

Getting closer and closer to THAT you close your eyes and focus on your magic one more time. This can't be happening! There's no way you'll let this happen!

Finally finding your center you slam every scrap of power you have into your horn at once!

You swear to celestia you'll incinerate this fucker! The arcane energies swirl around your horn and the idiot doesn't even seem to notice! You're a split second from putting a celestia sized hole in the asshole's face when your concentration shatters again as a pair of hands grab you around your sides!

You eep and kick frantically as you're hoisted into the air and into Anon's surprisingly comforting arms.

"Woah! You got to back off there buddy!"

Upset at someone stealing his prize the stallion turns to aggressively face Anon.

"What's the deal?! I just wanted to sample the merchandise!?"

"Look, I don't know what the Johnson's told you but that isn't what we do here."

Rod chimes in from across the room as he casually strolls in late.

"Anon Anon Anon, it's all good! Rocky's just a little eager that's all. We were on the road for weeks, he's all pent up, you get that. We heard from the Johnson's that that Dusty fellow of theirs has a good time seeing your little thing, so my buddy just wants his turn too. Is that too much to ask?"

For a horrifying second Anon is far far too silent. Is he actually considering this?? This is way different than you spending some time with a stallion you actually get along with!!! This guy's a freak!

Feeling your trembling in his arms tells him all he needs to know.

"Sorry guys, but I really don't think she's comfortable with this."

Even with your head buried in the crook of anon's neck you manage to nod a little.

Rod isn't convinced though.

"Comfortable? She a free pony or what? Rocky makes good spending cash. You want that or not? Just name a price, she's your after all."

"I like money as much as the next guy, but I think you guys should leave. We can't help you."

Throwing his hands up in defeat Rod meanders towards the door.

"Alright man, your pony your call. You change your mind just give us a ring though."

Anon keeps quiet as he closes and locks the crazies out of your house. Silently walking back to the living room he falls back into his chair with you clinging to his chest like a baby koala. He even picks up the drying towel you were using and covers you with it.

The dark is nice as you recover from adrenaline and mana overload at the same time.

"You ok?"

You slowly shake your head.

"Did he hurt you?"

Again you shake your head.

"Sorry, I shouldn't have left you alone with that guy. I figured another pony would be safe but..."

"I-it's fine..."

"Look, you never said otherwise, but I always never asked. Are you ok with the whole Dusty thing? To be honest I didn't even know what I'd agreed to at first..."

You snort.

"I know, but it worked out. Dusty's very nice and, well, gentle... At first we just talked, but then..." Whew, those are details you don't need to go into, " He's a good pony, I don't mind."

"As long as you're ok with it. I'll talk to the Johnsons about what they tell people too."

You exhale your tension as fear gives way to exhaustion. You squirm a little in Anon's grasp as the sand mare's grasp start to claim you.

"Thanks Anon..."

He's maybe be a slaving dirtbag, but you could do worse.