It seemed that Flash was not used to a man turning down sex with her and it threw her a bit off her game. It took a while before she came up with something new.<br/><br/>“Unless you happen to have your wardrobe in your car, there isn’t anything for you to dress up in. Here is one for the idea, though.” Jason replied and fed her an eggroll. “I can very well imagine your tight body in any of an almost limitless number of sexy, revealing and<em>humiliating</em>outfits.” He mused. “I might have to take your shopping some day, wouldn’t that be fun?” He asked, watching the tracks of her emotive readout for her reaction.<br/><br/>His hands moved down her flanks and then behind her back where he unsnapped her shackles. “For now, I’d like to see you dance!” He said. Flash wasn’t wearing all that much to begin with, but it would be fun to see her lose it, nonetheless.<br/><br/>Immediately, music started to play and the interior illumination switched to a soft mood lighting while Flash started swaying. Jason realized that the driver wasn’t the only one with amorous augments; her<em>car</em>, too, was tuned up for sex.<br/><br/>She didn’t have that much space, so most of her routines were on all fours – or in his lap – but it was clear that this wasn’t the first time she was doing the striptease in the confines of her car. The show was so good that Jason was generous with both tasty treats and admiring touches.<br/><br/>Her single piece of clothing was long gone, but she was still bumping and grinding and the clothing that fell to the floor was now his, as she undressed him slowly and sensually. When his shorts finally joined the pile, it was no surprise that he was rock hard underneath.<br/>