A couple of years ago, I moved to a new flat. The first day, I went in to have a chat with the owner to see how much it cost. I wasn't sure it was the right spot for me. I went into the office to speak to the guy and we got chatting over the flat and this and that. He said, "And now we come to the price per month." I had my fingers crossed it's wouldn't be too much and he said it would be six hundred per month. Wow! I said, "Sorry, that's too much. I don't think I can pay that right now, but I will think about it." I was just to walk away and he said, "Wait one minute, I have a proposition for you. I'll tell you what; I will let you have it one hundred pounds per month cheaper if you have sex with me." At that moment, I was dumb struck I dint know what to say. So I said, "I am not sure; I am not gay. But I need a place bad, so I will let you know." I went away and thought about it and the next day, I said okay. He said, "That's great! So here's the deal. You come to my room once a week and we have sex, okay?" I told him yes. I must admit that I was excited, although I've never had sex with another guy before.
— Ian, 40