"Shouldn't that be the other way around," the blond hooker said, with a grin. She took off the grubby ganger clothes quite readily, likely not wanting the stench to linger on her person any longer than it absolutely has to. Docca could really get a good look at the woman's assets. Her breasts were as perky as they were big with already hardened, eager nipples. "I keep myself clean; I like to think myself a professional. I'm not sure I can trust those gangers to have done the same..."<br/><br/>Her eyes shifted down to the large bulge being patted and her eyes widened considerably. The 'professional' couldn't help but lick her lips. "Who knew my rescuer would so...well endowed. I'll be more than willing to give more than just a half-n-half, hun, but why don't you give me a medical first?"