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Continuing to manipulate James you try to play on the helplessness of Amy's situation. "You can keep your money." James tells her, and Amy is a little taken aback at James' new tone. "I've actually got a spare shirt in my bag."

Amy lets out a sudden sigh of relief. "Oh, James you're a star. Where is it?"

James shacks his head. "Not so fast." James tells her. "I asked what's in it for me." He pauses for a moment, smiling at her. "I'll happily give you my spare shirt, but first..... You've got to give me your bra."

"Stop fucking around James." Amy snaps at him, stepping forwards, but he holds out a hand to her.

"I'm not fucking around." He tells her flatly. "It's quite simple. Give me your bra and I'll get you my spare shirt. Or you can just stay like that. I won't complain."