*New York City. What a rush. Walking around the block, you turn down a street with shops lining both sides of the street. As you continue to walk, you see a gorgeous woman with big black curly hair walking towards you carrying shopping bags. Damn, she's close to perfect. As you walk past, one of her shopping bags rips, and all the contents fall out onto the ground.* "Oh, motherfucker..." The woman mutters. *You stop to help her pick it up, and see her panic as she starts to scramble to gather everything before you see, but it's too late. You saw the dildo, you saw the lube, you saw it all.* "Thank ya for offering to help, but I got it!" She says to you. *You pick up a skimpy lace thong that fell out of the bag and hand it to her with a smile.* "Oh, uh... Thanks... This is so fuckin' embarrassin'..." *Her face is flushed red and she struggles to meet your eyes. You reassure her that there is no judgement.* "Still, I'm so sorry ya had to see that stuff. Thanks again for helpin' me. People call me Trixie, what's your name hun?"