It's a sex script for phone sex, though she interprets the sex part a little too literally

"Why not?" Charlie asked, staring at her over his meal.

"It's.."

"Corny?" he asked, when she couldn't think of what to call it. "Standard for the phone sex biz. Clients eat it up for some reason. Give it your best. Pretend I'm a client," he advised, and took another giant mouthful.

Amanda wrinkled her nose at the thought, but being behind on rent and with maxed out credit cards she knew she had to get money somewhere.

With a sigh she lifted the paper and began.

"Hello, my name is Amanda, what's yours?"

She paused, looked up at Charlie, who stared for a moment. "Charlie," he finally said once he realized she was waiting for him.

"Hi Charlie," she said with an attempt at a seductive smile. "It sure is hot tonight. Do you want to help cool me off?"

"Uh, yeah, sure, whatever," Charlie said, feeling a little flummoxed. The girl was just supposed to read it and pretend she had an audience, not actually demand he take part.

Amanda frowned a little but continued. "I sure hope so. I'm so hot I think I need a hose. The bigger the better. Do you have a big hose, Charlie?"

Charlie gulped, even though his mouth was for once empy. "Um, yeah. I, uh... oh yeah."

Amanda gave a bit of a smirk, feeling the typical thrill she got when a man fell under her control.

"Oh I'm so hot, but where should we start? Where do you think you should bring your hose? To my beautiful face and it's lush, full lips?" she traced her lips, which were indeed full.

"Or maybe you want to hose my aching breasts," she said, and to his astonishment she cupped them, kneading them as she talked, even tweaking her nipples. "They're so big and firm and ache with need. Maybe you could lick them to cool them off," she offered.

"Maybe if I saw them," he croaked without thinking, and then nearly slammed to to the floor when she pulled off her top.

"Or maybe we could use your big hose to cool down that hot fiery ache between my legs. My throbbing, wet pussy needs a hose so badly, Charlie. Do you want to help me there?"

Charlie stood from the desk as she slipped off her miniskirt, leaving her naked except her heels.

"When I touch myself there I ache so much," she said, rubbing a finger up her slit in mock need. "Please Charlie, help me."