" Don't be obtuse. I mean, nice." "You really are a piece of work, Martin. Do you know that — pimping me out to your boss? Jesus! How long have you ...wo been making plans for me?"No one's been making plans for anyone. That's a ridiculous thing to say." You don't get an idea like that from nowhere. Tell me what's been said!"A throwaway remark of Erika's." Such as?" She said that a with a woman like you at my side, the possibilities are limitless." I'm sure there must be a law against this kind of. " She turned back to Hank. "But it is like a tropical paradise." Her voice sounded romantic, dreamy, as she let herself drift into the artificial world of the park's theme. All around the lagoon, black silhouettes of palm trees stood in faint contrast to the sky. "I bet this place is a dream during the day," she said, her voice filled with admiration for the landscape.Hank turned away from the splashing. "Yeah, this is great!" he said enthusiastically. "They sure named this place right."Mark. . his hands... his hands... ! Her lush, rounded buttocks hollowed and writhed wantonly beneath their pudgy, relentless caresses, a sudden urgency of tremors rippling erotically over her youthful flesh.She heard his rammish laugh and tried to picture his face, but couldn't. Oh God, why didn't he do it... ? Why didn't he fuck her, whoever he was, instead of taunting her this way? She couldn't resist the pleasurable thought of his cock slipping into her... ! "Ooahhh," she moaned aloud as she felt. " I need to smoke it..." agreed Pamela. She guessed that sounded right. After all, it was her job."Oh, thank you, Pamela. You are such a good parole officer. You help me stay off drugs by smoking them for me. You should hurry before I give in and smoke it myself." Yes..." said Pamela. "Hurry..."Chepe brought out a bong from his closet and a large bag of green matter. He packed the bud into the bowl and lit it. He slipped the mouthpiece between her lips and she toked deeply and held it, staring.