She hesitated, took a deep breath and said I want it&hellip,nasty. Really nasty. Make me feel&hellip,dirty. And&hellip,I want you to be in charge. As ...she said it, stumbling over the words, she blushed hotly. A huge grin broke across Bens face. He reached up her skirt and rubbed her pussy with one finger, through her underwear, feeling the dampness there. Thats just how I like it too, Jane, he said. Why dont you say that again for me? Say, I want to feel nasty. I want to feel nasty, Jane. Unlike my car scouting, the girls didn't need to record the clothing information in their cellphones, because girls have HIGHLY trained memories for this stuff.They were regretful that they didn't have enough time to do another scouting pass through all the most interesting stores. I expressed sympathy, that being a good alternative to my true feelings. So on the second pass, the money started flying out. To give them credit, they kept a very good track on the remaining balance of their three. Destroying several white wash cloths, he removed the warpaint that Debra had applied that morning and having removed the last ofit, he looked at himself in the mirror, sans any of the product thatDebra had used on him."Not half bad," he murmured to himself.He turned this way and that, the mirror image looking back at him with aquestioning look."I don't know, maybe she is right," he said aloud. "I do need some help."He dumped the contents of the purse out on the counter top, taking stockas to. “Any special requests?”“Well, just one,” answered Marie, a wry smile bending one corner of her mouth. “I really prefer to work out in the nude. Would that be OK?”Taken off guard, Serena swallowed hard and didn't respond for a few seconds.“You wouldn’t have to, of course,” Marie reassured her. “Unless you wanted to.”“Hmm,” said Serena finally. “I guess that would be OK. The customer is always right... right?”Marie giggled agreeably and without another word untied the sash of her robe, slipped it.