Like Flies Around A Jam Jar !

Debbi steeled herself to step out onto the thoroughfare. She was startled to be immediately surrounded by a gaggle of middle aged executive admirers like flies around a jam jar. "Can I interest any of you fine gentlemen in a leaflet detailing our products and services ?" she asked desperately, a vacant smile playing across her attractive face as she handed each of them a flyer from the stack in her hand. "Don't worry" she said. "I don't scratch !" gesturing to her tiger paint. They laughed, or at least they took their cue from her pantomime giggle that would be used to accompany this joke over and over again through the day. "There's plenty you could interest me in sweetheart" said one. Unsurprisingly, they did not reject the offer of spending some time in the company of the attractive brunette. "Let's all pose for a photo with you" suggested another.

None of the men could resist the temptation to give her smooth body a casual grope as they sidled up to her for their photo. Some pulled her close by her hips, letting their uninvited hands slide up and down her curves and belly and making her skin crawl. Others were more brazen, crudely grasping at her taut painted buttocks as the photographer intentionally took a long time getting the perfect image. Debbi kept her rictus grin through it all, giggling to mask her discomfort. She was becoming concerned that all the poking, pinching and grabbing would quickly wear away the thin layer of pigment that provided her with some illusion of clothing but when she was able to check with Carol a few minutes later, it had proven to stand up to it surprisingly well. The last man finished having his photo taken. Debbi tried making her pitch but they weren't interested having gotten all they had come over for. She watched them wander off, looking at their newly acquired photos and laughing with one another.

That hadn't been a particularly auspicious start thought Debbi sadly. The aim was not to attract hordes of people to herself but to the company stand. She would have to refine her technique. As was to be expected, a high percentage of the predominantly male attendees were attracted to interact with her. So as soon as she engaged them in conversation, she began purposefully edging towards the stand. Eventually, she had begun to generate an acceptable number of legitimate leads for Carol, while at the same time continuing to endure numerous indignities, not to mention embarrassment at her over exposure. This had been going on for just short of a couple of hours when out of the corner of her eye, Debbi noticed Jeff arrive. Oh god, what was his reaction going to be ?