Downtown

I head downtown, and it does not take long to spot a primte target. A brunette with a nice rack. She has on skin-tight jeans, and a tight white scoop top shirt under a blue blazer. She looks annoyed for some reason.

I walk in front of her, so she has to stop, and I quickly say "Would you rather stand here and politely answer my questions, or would you rather kneel here and politely answer my questions?"

"I'll stand here, but I'm in a hurry, so get on with it."

"What is your name?"

"Emily Monroe."

"Are you married or have children?"

"No."

"Where are you going?"

"I'm heading to lunch to meet some friends, and I'm running late, so can you speed this up?"

"Would you go about your day wearing nothing but your shoes and that blazer, or would you rather go about the rest of your day wearing just your shoes and a bra?"