"Soo...... whaddaya wanna do now? Ready for a grand tour?" Taylor asks, looking over at his new lover. He's glad she doesn't get the choice to dump him. Getting dumped sucks.
"No, I wanna stay here for a while. I... hey. We're being watched." She sits up suddenly and darts over to the cut window in the shack. Several people from their hotel rooms had been watching them mate, some more excitedly than others. "Ugh, these people have no sense of decency."
"They never do. You have to be real careful when you're walking around in the park, some people like to fondle the animal women."
"Ugh. I only like to be fondled by certain people." She crosses her arms at her chest and flicks her tongue out at the audience before turning back to Taylor. "Whaddaya say we give 'em something to talk about?"
"Huh?" He asks, supporting himself on his left elbow.
"Betcha can't catch me," she says before diving out of the window.
"LINDA!!" Taylor shouts, but she's gone. He sticks his head out of the window in time to watch her execute a tight flip before landing in the pool below the tree with a heavy splash.
"Oh you..." he mutters, a grin forming on his face as he leaps out after her.