We need to get the inside clean.

Jess looks at you with shock, and she opens the driver's side door of the car. She cleans the dashboard, removing the trash and throwing it into a bag that you provide for her. She does the same thing with the front of the passenger side and then the back seat. She brings out the shop vaccuum from the garage and cleans up the floor as well. After that, she cleans the inside of the windows. The car looks fabulous.

The t-shirt is drying off, so you get her with another jet of water from the hose as she is lugging the trash to the corner. She cries out in surprise and the men across the street cheer as Jessica's breasts are put on display for them once more. She comes back to you, her head hung low. You pick up her face with your hands and she turns her eyes towards the car, unwilling to look you in the face.

You stare down at her tits and notice her nipples jutting out from her breast, hardened by the cold. You open the door to the backseat and usher her in, closing the door behind you and locking it.

Jessica still avoids eye contact with you, and you simply stare at her chest through the transparent fabric. "Jess, are you okay?" she turns her head to the opposite window. "Jess, I'm sorry if I went too far..." She shakes her head violently, and speaks without looking at you.

"A bet's a bet," she snaps. You glance down at her right breast for a moment and shake your head slowly. "Anything else I can do for you?" she spits.