Julia goes inside to pay.

Julia pulled open the gas stations door and walked inside. She felt the chill of the air conditioner on her skin as she stood just past the doorway inside the little gas station shop. There was a line of two people, the person closest to the counter was still talking to the man behind the register, however the second person in line was a man who stared at Julia in shock. Julia walked over to him and stood right behind him, waiting her turn in line. She could tell he wanted to keep looking at her, and she found herself wanting the same thing. She decided to strike up a conversation with a stranger.

"What a day isn't it?" The man took a second, then turned around realizing she was talking to him. As he turned Julia took her scarf and untied it leaving it limp at her sides, what little coverage it gave her originally, it didn't give her any now.

"Ah. Yes it is." the man replied.

Before he could say more it was his turn to speak with the man behind the register. The first person in line was a woman, who as she walked out scoffed at Julia. Julia took her scarf off and held it in her hands as she waited for the two men to finish their business transaction. The air was still quite cold on her skin. Finally, the man in front of her finished, gave Julia a nod, and was out the door. Julia walked up to the counter.

"Ah! Now that's what I like to see!" the man behind the counter exclaimed. He eyed Julia up and down. "What does a woman with such confidence in her fine breasts need from me, her humble attendant?"

"I need gas at station two." said Julia putting Melanies credit card on the counter and sliding it toward the man.

"Ah. Now I have not seen a woman with quite as excellent stature as you ma'am. Could I perhaps?" He gestured towards her breasts.

"Oh. Very well." Julia leaned forward over the counter heaving her chest toward the attendant. He put his hands out and began feeling and massaging her breasts. Julia let out little hums of satisfaction. When he finished with her breasts he slid the card back towards her. "For you? Free of charge."

"Why thank you kind sir." and with that, Julia picked up the card, turned around, and left the gas station shop, her head held high and proud.