No, they're going to do even more to Sally

"Oh no, girl, we aren't even close to done with you!" Tammy laughs as she cups Sally's blushing face.

"Yeah," Lammy says as she helps Sally to her feet. "We're gonna toss you out on the street!"

Sally's heart pounds in her chest.

They're going to make me walk around n-n-naked on the street!? She thinks as her face gets even redder.

Tammy grabs a hold of Sally's hair. "That's right girl, you're fun is just starting! And you're going to... huh..." Tammy rolls Sallys long locks in her fingers, apparently admiring its smoothness. "You know... you got nice hair."

Sally blinks in confusion. "Um... thanks?"

"I bet we could sell this for a few coins to the wig shop. Get me a razor Lammy," Tammy says with a wicked grin on her face.

Sally gasps in shock. "Y-you wouldn't!"

Tammy just shrugs her shoulders. "Coin is coin. When a walking pile of money stupidly stumbles into my lap, why turn it away?"

Lammy returns with the cutting instruments and sets them down while Jammy runs her hands through Sally's spunk covered bush.

"If she's getting a shave, I think I think I might just keep this as a souvenir..."

Sally freezes in sheer panic. She... she's joking right?!

"N-no please..." Sally whimpers, "I-I'll do anything..."

Tammy giggles at her plea. "Anything? I mean, it's not like you could stop us from doing this."

"I..." Sally hangs her head in despair. "P-please don't take my hair!" Tears well up in the wimpy stewardess's eyes as she starts to sniffle. "Especially not the ones d-down there!" Her whole body blushes crimson as she weakly wiggles from side to side. "Without it I..." She shivers in shame as her voice dips to a whisper. "I wouldn't feel like a real lady anymore."

The three halflings look to each other and then back at Sally.