The game continues

The second group of men was similarly unlucky, and Tanya could feel the heat of embarrassment redden her face as several of the picked "small tits" and "flat chest" again, to a similar result as the first group. This time, Tanya was **** to stand there and listen to one of the men slowly read the words "pig" from what appeared to be a place just above her naked, exposed crotch. That was similarly unlucky for the man, although he seemed more than happy with the second-placed prize of a long perverted leer at Tanya's nether regions.

As she silently closed the coat one more time, Tanya wondered what else was written over her body, and just how many guessed men would need before she'd have to submit to dishing out whatever deprived prize Rachel had in mind.

It was as a tall, gangly man - dressed up in a terrible approximation of Captain America - arrived that Tanya would finally get her answer. His tussled brown hair was clearly held together by grease and the complexion of his skin suggested that it wasn't just the character that he was playing that had been stuck in a dark tomb for several decades. He was probably only twenty years old, and he fidgeted nervously with his pretend shield as Rachel acquired another five dollars from him, and explained the rules.

As Tanya pulled back the coat for the third time, and his jaw dropped at the sight of her nude breasts and bush, Tanya was almost praying that he'd get it right and end this nightmare.

"Ahh..." he said, temporarily lost for words, "ahh..."

Rachel looked at him for a few seconds, and then coughed politely. "You need to choose one of the phrases." she reminded him, gently.

That led to him looking intently, and with bug-eyed intensity, at every square inch of Tanya's naked chest. Tanya's heart was pounding away as she prayed for him to hurry up. Finally, with a slow gradual build up she could see evident in his face, the man dragged his eyes away from Tanya and looked hopefully at Rachel.

"Umm... 'bitch'?" he said, almost sounding like he was second-guessing himself already.

Rachel paused for a moment, looked at Tanya, and then looked at the man again.