There had yet to be a time when Tragos hadn't enjoyed making Marcie say yes yes yes, but up until today it had been something that was was usually accompanied by pornographic moans and gasped expletives. The devilish thrill-seeking look in her eyes was better than he could have imagined, and Tragos buckled up like she'd said, turning in his seat to watch her enjoy herself. It was awesome. She was awesome. "How does she handle," he asked, his hands tempted to reach out and handle her - but maybe not at this speed. Maybe not risk missing another tattoo appointment... The temptation was there, though. How could it not be? Look at her!