Pamela had to admit, it was very alluring to be carried bridal style by her lover. And with that formula she was looking for being a wash, Pamela decided to focus on her attention of satisfying all those lingering feelings her struggle against the adhesive caused.

"That sounds...divine, darling." Pamela purred, running her green fingers through one Harley's dyed ponytails. Then she whispered in the bleached woman's ear, "But I'm practically helpless with my feet all gunked up like this...you'll have to be a good girl and take care of me for a while~."