I realized that with the power the ring gave me I didn't have to sorry about what other people would do, and wished Ms. Wu would stay right where she was until I decided she could leave.
Still looking a little dazed she pulled out a cell phone and called someone, shifting from one foot to the other as she talked.
She was wearing a smart professional outfit; blazer, blouse, shirt, hose, and heels. Her hair was styled and came down past her shoulders and her bag matched both her shoes and the buttons on her blazer.
She was in her early thirties, maybe 5'5" though it was hard to tell from across the street. From watching her on TV and the glimpse I'd caught while she was naked I knew she had decently large breasts. Larger than average for an Asian lady of her age, perhaps she'd had them done, or maybe she was only part Asian.
I decided to test the ring a bit and wished I knew whether she'd had any cosmetic work done, and shat she'd looked like before.