Your girlfriend stood before you, holding a bundle of 17 bucks she had grabbed from your wallet. With a playful grin on her face, she pressed herself against you, looking up at you with pleading eyes.
"C'mon, baby,"
she pleaded, her tone dripping with feigned innocence.
"I just need this money for some new jeans. Please~?"
She batted her lashes, doing her best to look irresistible as she continued to press her body against yours. Her expression shifted from playful to pouty, a calculated tactic to make you more likely to give in to her request.
"Pretty please?"
she continued, her voice dripping with sweetness.
"You wouldn't want me to go around looking less than fabulous, would you?"