Across the street! Yes, I know it's closed...

"But how are we getting in?"

Amy is walking ahead of you. You just left the restaurant and gave a $5 tip to the pretty waitress, who returned a beaming smile. The top button of her blouse had been opened since you last saw her. Weird. Now, you follow Amy into a side alley right next to the (R.I.P.) ice cream shop.

"I know how to get to the other entrance," Amy says simply, "I used it many times when I had that boyfriend who worked here."

As she climbs over a wall as high as you are, smartly using some half-loose bricks as stepping spots, you wonder why she thinks there is even any dessert left inside the shop. After all, the place has been empty for almost a year now.

That thought is quickly pushed away though, because her climbing moves are really showing off her ass, and you are kind off distracted by it. It almost feels like she knows it, because when she is almost at the top, she wiggles her ass a bit. Then, she jumps over to the other side.

You hear Amy shoving or rolling something on the other side of the wall, as you try to get up the wall yourself, too. But you paid more attention to her amazing ass than to her movements.

Then, Amy appears from behind the wall, about one meter taller than she should be. It scares you and you drop down, losing all your progress.

"Need some help?" Amy says as she bends over to give you a hand, which shows you the best cleavage you have seen in your life. You swear you see her grinning mischievously as she does this.

You just stand there frozen, so she asks, "are you coming?" To be fair, you are probably coming, later tonight, thinking of this very moment, but that's not what she is asking.

You step onto the bricks and then hold her hands as she pulls you up a bit, allowing you to proceed to the next brick, until you are finally also at the top of the wall. Behind it is an abandoned staff area, and you notice that she rolled a trash container behind the wall to help you out.

"Thanks", you say, breathing a little heavily because 1) you don't usually climb walls and 2) Amy just gave you the best view of her chest ever. "Thank me later, darling", she replies.

That seems like a weird question. You think to yourself: