"You like my jeans? Aww, that's cute..." Because she is sitting, her three-quarter-length leather jacket is spilling onto the bench, obscuring her hips. She brushes the side of her jacket back that's facing you, letting you see the side of her hip. You can see her front pocket, with the little fifth pocket, the seam running along her leg, and her back pocket against her tight ass. All of the pockets are riveted.
"I like to keep men in here", she says as she touches the lip of the tiny fifth pocket. "It's a tight pocket, but I can usually fit a few dozen inside. Would you like to go in this pocket?"