The Ginge

Jack approached the ginger girl, with a mild hesitation. He took a glance back, only to see that his 'wingwoman' Emilia had dissapated into thin air.

For a moment Jack had forgotten he had grown much stronger in his powers, and felt an urge to try and seduce this woman. With his most confident stride and solid posture, he approached, and said. "Hey.."

It was simple, yet effective. The girls eyes traveled from his shoes up to his head. "Hello there..." she said with a faint smile, seemingly seductive in nature. You caught her taking a glance at your buldge, which only enforced the slut stereotype.

"See something you like?" Jack asked, flipping the conversation around.

"Hm? maybe i do..." she said mischievously, leaning on the back of the bus stop, pushing out her chest a little more.

Jack's words were like honey, slick and sweet. She was already engrossed with you with just a small conversation. This made a sly grin creep across his face. In a way, this girl greatly reminded him of Emilia infact, though he knew she had no part in this girl, their flirty aura was comparable.

With no hesitation, the Foxy girl pulled down her white top, letting her breasts free from the grasps of her clothing. They were a sizeable pair, with some dark thick nipples. She was at least a D Cup, yet no bra, to the surprise of nobody. She seemed to revel in exposing herself in public, though still acting hesitant and anxious. Though she left her breasts out, she wrapped them up in her denim jacket for now...

"My name is Eve... Nice to meet you." She purred in a seductive sort of manner. "I'd take a hunk like you for a spin, but i have places to be." Eve added with a small frown. "But thats not to say we can't have a little fun on the bus."

Jack smiled widely at the proposition, and right on cue the bus lurched to a stop next to the pair.