Giggles filled the air as a busty blonde dipped her paintbrush in some pretty red paint. It was just like those cop guys said, she had to paint targ-targe- red circle thingies on herself and walk through a door to meet some hunky surfers. She moaned while rubbing the brush around her tender nipple, thinking about all the dongs she'd be sucking.
She bounded in with the other girls through the gate as it opened up, eager to get some from ... a fat guy with bang bang things?
The gate slammed shut as clicking sounds filled the air...
*BANG BANG BANG BAM POW POW PING BAM*
Colin blew smoke off the barrel of his pistols as he turned to face the cops.
"Well?" he asked smugly.
The cops nodded after looking the gate.
"Twelve shots taken, only two missed." Hawthorne smiled with a whistle.
The chief whipped his glock out at shot the last two bimbos as the staggered towards them.
"Alright, you're our guy." he said dryly.
Colin fist bumped the air as he walked over to get in the van with the rest of the supply crew.
"Alright Tino, you know where to go." Hawthorne told a big fat tanned guy in a big grey shirt.
"On it, Officer." the guy said as he drove off.
"So Tino, where's our stop?" Colin asked.
"You'll see when we get there, hotshot." Tino replied.
Tino glaced at his map and headed off to.....