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Rouge sits behind the desk at her office at Club Rouge. The years have been kind to her, turning the flirtatious teen into a sensual and respectable woman. She traded in her old spy gear for a sleek pink and white business suit and her thieving ways for more legitimate pursuits. "My, My, it really has been 'long time, no see,' Tails."

"Uh, Miles. you can call me Miles."

"Ooh, so you're using your grown-up name, now, are you?" the businesswoman says, standing up and walking over to the other side of the desk, facing him directly as she leans one hand upon the wood. "I've got to say, I don't usually take unsolicited business offers, especially ones sent over hastily-written email. But I figured I'd lend an ear to an old friend." She swipes her finger up along the desk as she speaks, folding her arms over her chest and resting her butt on the edge. "So, what business brings you to my fine establishment?"

"Well, the thing is, I'm eighteen now."

"While I'm happy to hear that, the fact alone doesn't tell me why you've come to me. You're free to entertain most of the activities available here, though."

Tails rubbed his arm, glancing off to the side. "The thing is, I'm not exactly here to gamble or to drink, or anything like that."

"Are you going to keep me guessing, Miles?" she asks, her lip curling up to a seductive smirk

Tails gulps, his gloved hands trembling as they rest upon his knees. "R... Rouge... I-I was wondering if... if you could give me a crash course on sex!"

Rouge closes her eyes, letting out a deep breath through her nose. "Miles, Miles, Miles. I was such a slut in my younger years, letting everyone look at my big fat bat tats in that gawdy outfit of mine. But, I'm an adult now. I run a business... what makes you think I could," she coughs, "Show you the ropes."

Tails blushes deeply at that. "I, uh... I hadn't thought that far yet. You're really the first person I thought of for this."

"I don't know whether to be insulted or flattered," Rouge says, stepping forward, her heels clicking along the wooden floor. She leans forward, pressing a finger to his chin. "However, if I were to be willing to make you a man, then it can't be some hyper macho man, looking to slam some pussy and grab beer with the guys. No, it'll be something different. You'll know how to follow orders and understand that you can get as much pleasure out of doing as you're told as you get while rocking someone's world."

Tails blinks, his jaw slack.

Rouge pushes it back in place before giving a breathy laugh. "If I were willing to do this, then it can't be here. I happen to landlady a few places. If you're going to do this, you'll need to move in, no exceptions. I'll just have to get rid of a good-for-nothing tenant, first..." She turns away, swaying her hips and fluttering her wings as she gets back to her desk. She takes a card and scribbles a note upon it, handing it to him between two fingers. "Next week. This address. You'll live there for the duration of your course, understood?"

Tails stares at the card, swallowing the lump in his throat. But, he swipes it off her and stuffs it away. "Understood."

Tails runs his thumb over the key as he stands to the doorway of the apartment. While he wonders if he should go through with all of this, the chorus of Mina Mongoose's "Forbidden Fruit" wafts up from the club just across the alley, adding even more tension to the moment. There was just something about that girl's voice that sent him soaring.

He could never be with a woman like that--not immature as he is. He takes a deep breath and puts the key in the door, unlocking his future.

Inside, the apartment is dark, save for a small lamp lighting up a table. There sits a shadowed form, swirling a drink in dainty hands before bringing it up to lips. "What time did the card say to come in?"

Tails freezes as he holds the door. "Uh... Ten Thirty?"

"What time is it?"

"Ten... thir-"

"Wrong," Rouge sighs, placing a hand upon her cheek and swirling the glass around. "It's 10:29:30, little boy... how are you supposed to be a real man if you can't even listen to a simple instruction? tsk tsk tsk,"

"Oh, I..."

"Did I give you permission to speak?"

Tails doesn't answer.

She chuckles. "Smart boy... now, close the door, you're letting all the AC out.

Tails does as he's told, standing there in front of the door, not moving, not doing anything.

Rouge places her drink down and pushes herself up from the desk, bare feet padding along the carpet as she approaches. She still wears her business suit, but now she holds herself differently. There's something sly, mysterious about her gait, and the way her eyes trail up and down Tails's body makes him quiver with anticipation.

"Oh, my, what's this?" Rouge asks, a finger flicking up, making contact with Tails's now revealed, semi-hard member. "You can't even keep it in?" She wraps her hand around it, pressing her chest up against his side. She strokes along the length as she says "Is this what you want? A little pump and dump? You could have just paid for some back alley whore, you know that? Instead of waste my time and make me think you were really into this."

"Aaa.... I-I'm sorry" Tails gasps.

Rouge squeezes his cock, stopping her pumping. "What did I say about talking, Tails?"

"N... not to...?"

She gives his dick a little tug, but then holds it in place. "And you've forgotten your lesson so soon." She shakes her head and walks away. "What an utter disappointment. Years of being an unapologetic flirt, and I find myself looking for a real man to satisfy me. The first one who has the balls to actually try and approach me has the sex drive, and maturity, of a twelve year old. A real man hides his libido until the perfect moment to make his woman gush."

Tails stuffs his length back in, wincing at the discomfort it causes, and he opens his mouth, but, seeing her raise an eyebrow, he closes it again, looking down, and whimpering.

"What is that? You have something to say?"

"I'm... I'm sorry. I'll try harder. I want to really be a real man."

Rouge smiles. "Well, then, let the lessons begin."