<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/0/00/Slab.jpg)<br/></div><br/>Slab's eyes were just about level with Rave's breasts when they spilled free of their restraints. He caught Rave's wrists in his hand and laughed, a short, barking laugh. "<em>'Let me taste you, sir'?</em>What cheap Horizon vid did you crawl out of?" With his free hand, he reached up and weighed Rave's right breast, then her left, squeezing them gently - though with the care one might apply to valuable goods, not a person. His thumb pressed against her nipples, feeling its firmness and texture.<br/><br/>"Well, this is worth something," he grunted, still maintaining his grip on her wrists. "And what's with your hair? Is that real?" He ran his fingers through Rave's hair, feeling its texture with some degree of expertise. "Real or not, I like it. Right, then, go ahead and 'taste me'." He released Rave's wrists, standing with his legs apart, his expectations clear. A bulge was already forming underneath his synth-leather motorcycle trousers.<br/><br/>"I guess you weren't wasting my time after all, Tina," he said, turning his gaze back towards Tina and Switch. "If this girl is everything she looks like, I can move her for half Henderson's debt. And you!" he continued, pointing at Switch. "What have you got?"<br/><br/>Switch looked at the ground in a very good facsimile of apprehension, then approached Slab slowly, shrugging out of the top of her jumpsuit, letting her augmented breasts spill out. "I'm willing to do w-whatever it takes to-"<br/><br/>"Don't care. Get over here." Slab grabbed Rave's breasts with both hands, squeezing them with that same careful but callous movement. "Nice. Got some good heft there. Good skin." He ran his hands down Rave's waist, pursing his lips speculatively.<br/><br/>"So, are you two virgins?" he asked suddenly. "If you are, then Henderson's off the hook for his debt. You'll do just fine. If not... well, I'm sure I can get something for you. So?"