She smiles, touching his leg once again, her fingertips lightly touching his clothed bulge, perhaps by accident or on purpose.<i>No, please stay. I'm used to my effect on men by now. It's a bit of fun for me, to see how I effect your kind. Why else would I wear such revealing clothing and hang around this dump?</i>She grins widely as she watches him carefully for a moment. Before he can open his mouth she continues. She places one of her high-heeled feet on his stool, nestling it between his legs and nudging his bulge. With her leg raised it was easy for him to see her black panties once again, and probably easy for almost anyone who cared to look at the right angle. "<i>Tell me, and don't be embarrassed, what do you want to do to me? </i><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>