Bambi seats herself beside you. Her legs are stunning and she blushes like a teenager. You can't resist touching her feather-light dress.
"You misunderstand, ," she says, her voice taking on a harder tone. "The one hundred dollars is for my company. It will cost you fifty more if you want more than a talk."
"Fifty dollars! You have to be kidding." For the first time you see the cunning in the woman of your dreams.
"Don't you think that I'm worth it?" she replies innocently. "A of your means should not balk at giving a little cash."
Do you want to :