Show and tell.

You try to regain your composure and lift your dress while pulling down your thong and let your cock fall into view. Kicking your hip to the side you unconsciously adopt a bit of a slutty pose and smile, “Just so you know what I was packing.”

The artist is the first to react, “Damn, that thing is almost as big as mine.” He sits back against his desk as he adds, “But I do admit, she sucks a mean dick.”

The gang member looks over at the artist, then back at you, then back at the artist as both of you notice he starts rubbing his cock in his pants, before speaking, “Fuck the two of you, I am out.”

The tattoo artist hears this and seems to snap out of a trance, “Yeah, go on freak, I should kick your ass for what you did earlier. So just leave the money and go, oh and your number of course for my records, so I can send you new tattoo ideas.” He looks at the gang member and asks, “Hey a guy has to work right?”

You let your dress fall back down covering your surprise, write your number on the money, and set it down before heading back outside. “Thanks again for the tat’s.” You blow them a kiss and go outside. Once outside you hike up your dress again to straighten your thong to cover your cock and are a bit surprised as the door opens and the gang member steps out. “No hard feelings right?” You ask him as the door shuts.