Get Ashe ready to go out

Raider has Ashe ass-up over his lap, a felt-tip marker in his hand. He drums his fingers on her bare buttock, trying to think of what to write.

"What do you think?" he says. "Should I write 'Raider's Arm Candy' or 'This Ass Belongs to Raider'?"

"Or you could not write humiliating things on my ass," says Ashe. "That's also an option."

"Go with 'Arm Candy'," you say. "Between the 'Stripped by the Panty Raider' stamp and the naked lady hex, you're running out of space on that cute little booty."

Ashe cringes as she feels the cold felt tip running across her cheek.

"'Raider's Arm Candy' it is!" says Raider. "Now, let's go paint the town red!"

"You sure you don't want to just stay in and chill?"

"Ashe, I'm kind of a public figure, so people are interested in seeing what my dates' vaginas look like."

"Come on..." says Ashe, clutching her crotch with both hands.

Raider stands her up again and puts an arm around her waist.

"Alright, let's go show you off!" he says. "We're heading to..."