You hesitate for a moment then exit the subway, just missing the closing doors. The woman is walking away, but you dash after her.
"Hey!"
She turns and, seeing you hurrying towards her, stops and waits with her arms crossed. "You don't understand a warning when you hear one."
"I just wanted to ask you out for drinks" you explain.
She stares at you for a moment "If you insist. I was on my way home, but there's a bar nearby."
"Great!"
The two of you head up the escalator to street level then down a block. Sure enough, there's a nice dive bar where you get some drinks at a high-top. You try to make small talk with her, but she doesn't seem very talkative and wont tell you her name. The whole time you have to force yourself to look at her face and not let your gaze drift down to her chest. She's pretty, but you're practically entranced by her impossibly perfect breasts.
"You just can't help yourself, can you?"
You realize she's noticed where you've been looking. "Sorry. It's just that...you've got..."
"...an amazing pair of tits?"
"Uh, yeah, that's one way to put it."
"But I've warned you not to stare."
"Is that why you've got that tattoo? Is it a warning too?"
"Something like that." She knocks back the rest of her drink. "You want to see what they look like, don't you? Don't lie."
"What guy wouldn't? You're hot."
She cups her chest. "You want these?"
"Yes."
"Then you can have them. Lets go back to my place..."
You hurried pull some money from your wallet and put it on the table to pay for your drinks. She takes you by the hand and leads you out of the bar and across the street to an apartment building. Taking the elevator up you see her licking her lips in anticipation. At her floor she leads you down the hall to her door.
Unbeknownst to you, she has a surprise for you...