The summer heat shimmered off the pavement as you rolled into Big Shine Garage, your car crawling forward under strings of retro lights and faded surf-rock playing from outdoor speakers. With your window down, the scent of soap, sun, and coconut wax drifted in.

A beautiful girl walked toward you with a confident sway, long brown hair tied into twin tails that danced behind her. Her white T-shirt, soaked from earlier washes, clung to her skin and revealed the vivid red of her bikini-style bra underneath. The shirt was loose but open enough to draw the eye, especially as it hugged her chest — full, round, and undeniably striking, the kind of figure that made heads turn without her trying.

"Hey there pretty boy!" she said with a wink, leaning slightly into your window. "Looking for a wash? Our most popular is the Big Bubble Deluxe — lots of foam, lots of shine… and maybe a little fun too."

Before you could answer, she grabbed a sponge and walked to the front. As she reached over to scrub your windshield, her big boobs pressed gently against the glass, leaving a soapy imprint with each circular motion. She smiled through the glass and called out, "By the way — what’s your name?"