"Salad Tossing Dykes 11"

"Really?" You ask, partially shocked, partially turned on as you stare at the DVD cover of two large breasted porn stars, one with her tongue planted firmly in the asshole of the other.

"Did you expect me to be a good girl?" Scarlett answers her eyes flicker down to her exposed bra. She has a good point.

And suddenly a thought flickers in your brain. You're about to throw these into a bag, take Scarlett's money and send her on her way, never to see her again. What harm would come from being a little bold? After all she did just declare herself a bad girl to you. Girls don't usually do that unless they're feeling a little horny. Girls also don't beg to go porn shopping and strip off their shirt unless they're feeling a little horny.

You take a breath, not knowing your plan, but going for it.

"Okay great." You toss the DVD under the counter. "On the house. You can pick them up tomorrow night."

"What?" Scarlett looks confused. "I thought we had a deal?"

"The deal was that you'd be quick, not take twenty minutes. Now I'm losing my job for sure." You say as you look Scarlett's body over once down and back, making no attempt to conceal it. In the light you can make out her nipples under her white bra. "Come back tomorrow night. Same time... bring a friend."

Scarlett cocks her head curiously.

"I want to watch you..." you search for the proper vocalization of your desires. "eat out another girl's ass."

Scarlett looks shocked. "I don't um.... I'm not into that" She is suddenly shy.

You grab the DVD again and hold it up to Scarlett "No, not at all." You can see the idea bouncing around in her head. You can see it start to take hold and sound good to her.

"And show me your tits. Right now."

Scarlett stares at you for what seems like forever. You know that if she obeys you've got her exactly where you want her.

And after a few seconds, she grabs the top of her bra and yanks it down exposing her huge double-D's and her hard pink nipples. You realize that it's entirely possible that she's more turned on by this than you are."

Moments later after she's put her bra and shirt back on, as she's walking toward the door filled with uncertainty you shout to her.

"Scarlett!"

She turns.

"Bring a famous friend."