You want to try it again yourself and you can do it right here

You picked the spa just for the sake of taking Licorice somewhere nice, but now that she's told you anything is fine, you realize that this is really a matter of pride for you. You knew she was going easy on you with the review of your massage, so you spent your time reading up on techniques! You're ready to show her the massage that you weren't prepared to give her the first time around!

Licorice raises her eyebrows, then crosses her arms beneath her breasts, showing the whites of her teeth in a grin. "Mm hmm? You sound like you're raring to go, tiger, so I'll give you the benefit of the doubt. But if you're all about that pride of yours, I'm gonna have to take the kid gloves off. You sure about that?" she asks. She's just joking around, but you think that if she insulted your skills after you practiced, knowing how nice she normally is, it might seriously crush your spirit.

But you're not afraid! You tell her that you seriously intend to show off your skill... or at least, your passion! Yeah, definitely that part!

"Fair enough! No need to go to the spa, then," she chuckles, doing a twirl as she comes around to the front of the bench and plops down next to you, placing you shoulder to shoulder. "If we're doing it that way, then you can just save your money, right? No need to spend an arm and a leg if you're gonna handle the massage yourself," she chuckles.

That's brilliant! As a clown assistant, you need all the money you can get.

Or at least, it seemed brilliant at the time.

Rather than asking you to stand up, Licorice simply tilts over, resting across your lap and the length of the bench with her legs hanging off the end. It's a pretty awkward pose, but one that puts her body all over yours-- the softness of her belly is resting on your groin, while the rest of her figure's volume is easily accessible, including the most exciting part. With this awkward pose, you think that anyone walking by will probably get a pretty good flash of her date panties, if they can even see an inch of it around all that ass.

She adjusts to lie on her side for a moment to grin up at your face. "Whatcha waiting for, tiger?"

If you're a tiger and she's a zebra, then you really ought to be acting a little more carnivorous... But it's a bit hard. You're suddenly feeling self-conscious, as a few of the other park-walkers watch you with interest and irritability. It's hard not to take notice of a guy who's got a clown girl lying over his dick and his hands hovering a few inches above her ass, quivering with a mixture of nervousness and anticipation. This spot doesn't afford you much privacy and you're half afraid that your manager is going to walk up and take notice. You actually kind of need the spa, just to serve as shelter from prying eyes...

"Do I need to take my dress off?" she questions further, now making a wry smile. "That too much?"

You feel the eyes of a ton of jealous customers on you as you tentatively place one hand on her upper back and the other on her thighs. Your hands are trembling so much from performance anxiety that you know Licorice must feel them shaking herself.

"Heh, aw, sugar. I shouldn't have teased you like that. But you know we can't just go at it in a place like this," she finally lets you off the hook, adjusting her position to sit next to you. She places a hand on your thigh and gives you another sympathetic grin. "I just wanted to fool around a little. Truth is, I can wait till you've got this date figured out a little better. There's no reason we gotta rush it," she encourages you. "Take all the time you need, then call me up again. For now, let's go get a nice dinner. My treat."

You want to take her up on that, but you're so embarrassed about your failure to get the date started, you can't. You tell her you're going to really focus this time and come up with a way to give her the spa experience she deserves.

"How romantic! I like that fire you've got lit under you," she applauds. "I can tell you're ready to stop accepting my handouts, so I'll treat you the way you want. When you're really ready to sweep me off my feet, call me again, tiger."

It isn't the ending you'd hoped for, but it's still another chance-- you can regroup and figure out how to do this date right!