"The beauty has a pair. Metaphorically speaking." He looked her up and down with a devilish grin. "Boldness has it's price, grasshopper." He told her jokingly. "I dare you to take off your top, while we are on the topic of you having a pair. You can keep the bra on, though." He leaned back, resting his head in his hands. "Oooor you could chicken out...take a truth." He teased, laying hia hands on his tightly muscled abdomen. "I mean, I wouldm't blame ya if you didn't do it..."