"Hmmm? Oh, you managed to find something to help me, Harl? Thank God..." Pamela breathed, her voice now unmistakably sultry. After -futilely- flexing her toes in the adhesive, she bent down slightly and leaned towards Harley, giving a nice top-down view of her ample cleavage.

"Honestly, darling...at this point I'd promise you *anything* if you could get me loose. It's just so horrible being planted like this." But the seductive tenor in her voice cast doubt on that. "Ungh..." Pamela tried to lift her legs again, less out of an attempt to free herself...and more to show off how trapped she was. And as she flexed her legs and musculature, Pamela wasn't even hiding the fact that she was seducing Harley.

"Harl...have pity on a poor little lily, won't you?" Pamela pouted, with both parts playfulness and sincerity.