Approach the girl who lost her keys.

"Hold on Jasmine," you say, "I'm going to do some tests of my own. After all, if this was reality, approaching one of these women with my cheesiest line would just get me a slap in the face. Stay back."

Without looking back, you make a beeline for the girl looking around for her keys. She's currently on her hands and knees, looking under a car. Her very short jean shorts show you not only a lot of leg and an amazing ass, but just a little bit of the lower curve of her buttocks. Her long, curly hair is barely almost dragging on the ground as she peers around; she keeps reaching up to pull it back.

You stand behind her, admiring her ass as it wiggles, listening to her mutter to herself. This is your moment.

"I hate to see you standing up, but I sure love watching you bend over."

...ok, you've had better moments.

"What?" Her voice is on the high side, almost whiny as she looks up at you, clearly confused.

"Er, what I meant to say," you try again, feeling heat in your face as you **** yourself to commit to the moment, "is that I wish your ass was grass and that I was a horse. Because I want to take a big bite." You face palm before finishing: "...out of your ass."

The girl looks no less confused. Still on her knees, but upright now and facing you, you're treated to the sight of her breasts underneath a tight, white tank top. This girl is really doing it for you, especially when you've already got a pre-cooked boner from Jasmine. You're only half-hard now, although the sight of this girl kneeling in front of you runs the risk of bringing back the big guy, if you will.

"I lost my keys," she says, seeming to opt for ignoring your line, "I've looked everywhere, but I know they've got to be around here somewhere."

"I'd like to help you, but what's in it for me?"

She looks at you like you're crazy. "What do you mean?"

You can't go through with it. This is just too awkward, and besides, if this was a sexy truman show, wouldn't she already be all over you.

"Neverm--" you begin, but are interrupted by Jasmine, who apparently had followed you over. She speaks smoothly and confidently, as if she's asking a waiter for more water.

"If he helps you find your keys will you suck his cock, right here in the parking lot?"

Your jaw drops. The girls jaw drops, then closes.

"I mean, sure. I guess, yeah, I really need my keys, so yeah."

No. way. What the hell. As you look at Jasmine in shock, she cocks her eyebrow and looks pointedly down at the tire of the girls car, where, hidden in the shadows, is a glint of metal.

This is too easy. Her keys are right there!