Strike up a conversation

"What is the weirdest you've seen?", you ask the young woman as you go to grab a towel from the rack to dry yourself with. Her eyes are glued to your body while she keeps smoking, and you get the impression she really likes what you have on display.

She thinks on your question for a moment, rolling her eyes upwards while puffing up her cheeks with smoke. She blows it out slowly, nodding as if she has decided on an answer. "Well, there was this time they brought in this guy with two dicks", she says as she spins the cigarette between her fingers.

"No way!", you say in surprise, getting busy drying your hair and shoulders. Your breasts jiggle freely in front of her face.

The girl nods sagely, her gaze following the movements of your bouncing bosom. "Way", she says.

You stop drying your hair for a moment to look at her, narrowing your eyes. "So... Did you..?"

She throws her head back and laughs heartily. "No! I didn't fuck him. I just saw him!", she says with a giggle, jabbing her cigarette in your direction accusingly. "Don't start that shit with me when you bend over for a machine on your first day".

"Oh, you don't even know what else I've done today", you confess, still recalling your earlier encounter with Sylvester all too well. You get to work on drying your sides and legs.

"Oh, I have a pretty good idea what you've been up to", the girl says with a wink, and judging by her expression she seems to have taken a liking to you. Maybe in more ways than one. "So what's your name, new girl?", she asks, reaching out to tap the cigarette ash into the sink. Your clothes are in the corner next to her, and you get the distinct feeling that she's all too aware that you need to reach over her to get to them.

"I'm Marlow", you answer her as you finish drying yourself. "What's yours?"

She smiles. "Candy". Her answer makes you realize she's likely giving you her stage name, and you briefly wonder if you should have done the same. "I'll show you why later", she adds playfully. You're not exactly sure how to interpret that, but you can take a pretty good guess. You reach over her to grab your clothing, but she purposefully leans forward to block your way.

"Oh no, you're not getting that", she says in a playful voice as she scoots further away from you, nearly ending up on top of your clothes.

"Uh... I'm not staying naked all day", you tell her, waving your towel at her as if trying to scare some animal into fleeing.

"Please?", she asks, pouting at you. "I'll lick your cunt".

Whoa. Judging by her wide grin you doubt she's being serious. But even if she was, the cigarette butt she's now flicking into the sink doesn't make the offer all that tempting. Mostly you're just taken aback by her brashness.