The door opens and a fat young man walks in. He's wearing a jacket and hat with the pizza company's logo. A pizza box sits in his hand. Thick glasses and pimps line his pudgy face.
Mary shudders, but keeps a grin on her face as she walks over to the young man in her pink silk robe. "Hello there! How much for the pizza?" Mary asks.
"Uhh...14.86." The guy can't help but ogle Mary's nicely feminine body as it sways seductively. Mary hands the guy a twenty.
"Hey, I've an idea...I'm all alone here, and would like some company. Would you like to have some of this pizza with me?" Mary asks in her most sincere voice.
The pizza-delivery guy blinks, surprised. "Uh...sure, I'm done for the moment. I could stay for a couple of minutes, if you're that lonely."
"I am," Mary grins and winks at him. "I'm Mary."
"John" The man says. Mary leads him to the kitchen where she sits him down at the table with the pizza in front. "Can I get you something to drink?"
"Uh, sure, whatever soda you've got." John answers. Mary gets a soda out and pours it into a big glass. Then, she looks over her vials and selects...