Drill the Slayer that she should be willing to take whatever steps are necessary

I grimaced as Xander leaned back in his chair, "Come on, I want to see some titties!"

Faith spoke up beside me, "Xander, I think we're..."

"I'm not Xander. I'm a sleazy mob boss who has info you want," he replied. "And I want to see some titties!"

I felt sick to my stomach. When Xander referred to my breasts as titties that was fun joking around. But he wasn't Xander. He was a mob boss. Which made it gross and inappropriate.

But he was right about the training. There were situations were we could be asked to do crazy things. If Willy wasn't so easily intimidated I don't know what I would have done to get info about where Angel was being kept.

I reached down and grabbed the bottom of my crop top. We weren't exactly wearing much, so at least it would be easy to take off. "Let's do this."

"B, you serious?"

"The training hasn't let me down yet," I said in response.

"Titties, titties, titties," Xander chanted. He had a lecherous grin on his face. I never realized how good of an actor Xander was. It must really hurt him to act like he was some kind of pervert.

Faith grabbed her shirt as well. "Okay, before I change my mind."

Xander's smile disappeared into an open mouth slack jaw as we pulled our shirts up and our breasts came into view.

Level 1 of Limits has been unlocked (of 3), the Slayers have had their boundaries pushed for what they are willing to do.