Yes.

You tap at your phone. Mine dings in my purse. An inconspicuous ding, like the default tone for a text, but ever-so-slightly different. Normal-sounding. "There it is!" I grin, pulling my phone out.

"What did I just buy?" You frown at me.

"You just bought level two." I tap at my phone, and yours dings back. The cartoon me springs to life, reaching up and striping her bra out from under the just-long-enough cream-colored top. Level one at the bottom of the screen turns to level two. One dollar becomes two.

You look up and I grin, reaching up the back of my drape-y top. My bra comes loose and I deftly slip it off each arm, pulling it free. Your eyes go wide as I reach out across the four-story drop and let me bra fall free. There's an alley and a dumpster just below. It's not like I didn't think this through.

"You take off your bra for a buck?" You seem... pleased? I smile.

"For one dollar, you took a chance at gaining level two, and succeeded. At level two, you get access to these..." I glance behind you at the expectedly-empty space, big blue sky above us, and pull the bottom of my top up, my perky C cups popping into view. "Go ahead. Give'em a squeeze." I grin.

It's your turn to glance behind you, then you step forward, a nervous hand groping at my breast, squeezing a little too gently for my taste. I smile as your finger tips linger on my nipple.

"Go ahead, give it another tap. Try for level three."