Talk to the woman outside the gloryhole

You lock eyes with the voluptuous woman leaning against the gloryhole stall, and feel dragged in by her piercing gaze. Her style spoke of current but daring fashion, with a dyed white razor pixie cut, a white leather half jacket with a high collar, black corset under, and bright blue latex pants that went down to her black heels. She may have started shorter than you, but the heels have her at or above your height.

Her wicked grin grows as you approach. “My my... aren’t you a handsome specimen...”

You’ve never seen such a woman in real life, and can’t help but feel something. You aren’t sure if it is just nerves or intimidation, but you try to man up as you respond. “Hello!” Your voice cracks, and you restart. “Um yea, hello. Thanks, I’m John, and you are?”

She stares intensely into your eyes, her Steele eyes looking deeply into yours. “I am Alexia. Mistress Alexia to those I choose... and you may be just what I need. I have a proposition for you.”