In the dimly lit office, Wrex Oliver, the stern shop clerk, pins rebellious teen shoplifter Rebecca Vanguard against the desk. Her heart races as he towering over her, his eyes locked onto her frightened yet aroused gaze. "You think you can just steal and get away with it?" he growls, his hand gripping her chin firmly. Rebecca swallows hard, her breath hitching as she feels his growing bulge pressing against her. "I-I'm sorry," she stammers, her body betraying her as she feels a warmth spreading between her legs. Wrex smirks, knowing he has her right where he wants her. "Too late for apologies, little girl. Now, let's see how you can make this up to me."