Harley sat down on a nearby crate as Pam protested the use of chemicals on her. She had sort of expected this reaction. Besides, it gave her the best seat in the house to watch the other woman struggle against the sticky bonds, and then... of course, get even more frustrated than before.

She had to cover her mouth not to laugh out-loud at how silly Pam looked. Instead, she focused her attention on that beautiful backside.

"Ya should have let me lead, sweetheart. I wouldn't screw this up on you. I would try very hard to get it right."

"Let me help you. I will find something that won't hurt..."