Those of your clientele who will be best, er, served by the contents of the unimposing-looking box are not, probably, going to gravitate to it. The Dirty Bobs -- no offense, D.B. -- who will beat themselves, moth-like, against the DIY high-res digital-pix cover will also feel burned when it turns out such a promising package contains no similarly down-and-dirty, amateur hardcore.
No, the corpuses encased herein are high-rent all the way: bodies that money can't buy, literally, all untouched by scalpels or any other than the owner's hands. These are beautiful young girls, every single one a knockout, and all they do is dance (like in the song). The soundtrack, composed by director Robinson himself, is altogether competent. The only misstep on the part of the producers -- aside from not spending enough money on packaging -- is the making over the so-called "special effects." Split-screen is not remarkable, for all it is pleasing.
Don't shy away from the semi-tough sell here. StripShop 2 is a diamond in the rough, featuring absolutely head-turning girls, lovingly captured one at a time in interesting, handsome settings. It's worth your money and worth your customers' -- even if you have to convince them a little.