Yes

"Okay, fine," Bulma said silently.

"What was that?" Goku held a hand up to his ear.

"I said fine!" Bulma shouted and Goku grinned.

"Excellent," Goku held out his hand, "It's going to be a great pleasure working with you Miss Briefs."

Bulma eyed his hand like it was the mouth of a poisonous snake before finally shaking it. "I'm sure it will be," she responded icily.

"Now, don't be like that," Goku smirked, "Again, it's not like I'm forcing you to do anything."

"Hmph," Bulma jerked her head away.

Goku walked back to the ocean to where his friend was sitting, "Hey Turtle, could you tell Roshi that I'm going off on an adventure?"

"Sure," Turtle replied, "And Goku? You be careful."

"Oh, I'll be fine! It's not like a trio of bozos can hurt me!" Goku laughed, before walking off again.

"I wasn't talking about them," Turtle sighed before turning back to the sea, "Oh well. We all learn humility in different ways, I guess."

Goku waved his friend goodbye, apparently not having heard him.

"Now, then," Goku said, turning to Bulma and resisting the urge to rub his hands together like a movie villain, "About my retainer."

"Retainer?" Bulma turned her head towards him in shock, "We didn't discuss a retainer!"

"Really?" Goku looked sidelong at her, "And here I thought it was standard operating procedure for freelance work like this."

"Ugh," Bulma sighed, crossing her arms, "Fine, might as well get this over with. What do you want?"

"For today," Goku pretended to muse, but he'd long since decided on what he wanted, "I'd like to see your breasts."

"For you to follow me around today?" Bulma asked

"Hm-hmm," Goku confirmed.

Bulma thought it over for about a second before saying, "Okay, but my bra stays on and you can't touch."

"Alright," Goku agreed. It was better for her to set the standards for now. The more that they traveled together and the more they spent time with one another, the more her walls would come down and he'd be able to get her to do more.

Bulma lifted up her top, raising the hem of it over and behind her head to give Goku a better view while leaving her hands free. Probably to defend herself if needed, but if Goku had actually wanted to do that, he'd have already done it. She didn't actually have the strength to fight him, and Goku was pretty sure she knew that. It was probably to make herself feel better, even if she logically knew that it was pointless.

Goku came in a little closer to inspect her chesticles, but not so close as to make her feel uncomfortable. She was wearing one of those newfangled backless bras that held a woman's breasts in place with adhesive. They were quite cute, too. White cups to match her outfit with a little cream bow in the center of the two cups. Goku nodded appreciatively. "You got good taste," Goku told her, and she blushed at the compliment.

"Thanks," she mumbled. Goku thought about teasing her over her volume again but decided against it. No need to antagonize her right now. Goku stared a little more, If I had to guess..., a B-Cup? But she's still only eighteen, there's no telling how much more they can grow. I'll bet they'd get enormous when she gets knocked up!

"Okay," Goku straightened back up, "I think I've had my fill. I'm ready to go whenever you are."

"Huh? Oh, okay," Bulma said a little stunned as she lowered her shirt back down, "Don't you need to go grab anything? Like spare clothes or something?"

"I thought about it, but riding Turtle takes way too long," Goku told her, "I'll just buy some necessities in the next town we're in."

"Okay...," Bulma said, her tone a bit off. Goku smirked, she probably didn't expect him to keep his word about just looking. He hoped that made her a tad bit more comfortable around him.

She pulled out a Capsule and tossed it underhand onto the dirt road not too far from the beach, summoning a jeep out of a cloud of smoke through the power of technology. Goku walked around to the other side of it and got in the passenger seat. Bulma took out a strange looking device and activated it, it started beeping.

"What's that?" he asked.

"Oh, it's my Dragon Radar," Bulma explained, "All of the balls output the same electromagnetic frequency, and this radar picks those signals up."

"You made that?" Goku asked, genuinely impressed.

"Yeah."

"Awesome!" Goku told her, "You're pretty smart!"

"Don't think you can charm me into free favors, now," Bulma stared suspiciously at him.

"Sheesh, you give a girl an honest compliment, and she thinks you're trying to get in her pants!" Goku mock protested, except it was true.

Bulma said nothing else as she started the car and began driving off and onwards to adventure!