Chapter 9 by Zeebop

Who Is It?

Poison Ivy

Red hair flashed between the tall cannabis plants, and skin so pale that the green veins running beneath could be clearly seen. As she stepped through the rows towards them, Lois smelled something strange and floral—a musky personal perfume that mingled sweetly with the musky cannabis and the odor of new-turned earth...and as she stepped into view, Lois could see that she was naked, saves for a pair of gloves and a small trowel.

"Hmm, and who is this?" Poison Ivy's green eyes narrowed beneath her ginger brows. "I warned her against employees sampling the wares..."

"Oh no, Miss Ivy!" Maria said, backing half a step toward the door. "It was nothing like that, we're just here to...to..."

"Help you pollinate." Lois said, stepping forward. She arched her back, pushing her breasts upwards and outwards out of the gaudy Amazonian bustier. The reporter put a sway into her hips as she walked toward the redhead, trying to remember everything that she had heard about Ivy and her escapades.

"Is it true that your kiss is poison?" Lois asked, and laid a hand familiarly on Ivy's bare hip.

"Yes," the woman looked at Lois, eyes flashing, face unreadable.

"Hmm, that's too bad...but I'm sure we can come up with some other things. When I was growing up," Lois' voice dropped into a husky whisper, and she brought her other hand to rest on Ivy's stomach. "We had a little plot in the communal garden. I spent a lot of hours out there in the hot sun...a young girl with all those carrots and zucchinis and squash..." Lois let her hand drop lower, sliding down the redhead's belly, and Ivy for her part made no move to interrupt her. "...nice long vegetables. We had quite the bumper crop. I really did have a green...thumb."

Lois cupped Poison Ivy's flower in her hand, her middle finger just stroking along its length...and she felt something heavy and wet on her fingers, that stung just a little, just for a moment, and then her fingers went numb...

"Hmm, well I see you've had some experience with gardening." Ivy replied, and Lois could feel her heart beat faster in her chest. The redhead reached out and tweaked Lois' left nipple. "Why don't you get down on your knees and hoe my row...ho."