Keeps looking. And has an offer and a couple of conversatons

Looking around, Frank noticed Megan laying on a lounge chair, sucking back a big glass of punch, her body nicely displayed.

Evie and Lisa had arrived and were gathered with Cadey, the three of them glancing his way as the whispered, obviously posing for him.

A few new faces and bodies caught his eye as well, and while they hadn't been previously dosed with the drug, they were sipping glasses of punch or lemonade, making him smile.

"Who's that?" he asked Vanessa, who had sidled near him.

"Maureen something. She's somebodies friend. Don't really know her....Frank...I need..."

And that?" he interrupted, nodding towards a big titted blonde.

"Don't know. Don't care. Frank...I'm so needy...please..." she whimpered softly.

"Please what?"

"Take me home and fuck me...please...I'm so juicy...please..."

"Calm down," he growled. "If you're a good girl you might get fucked. Behave yourself."

"I...I...don't care if you fuck other women...I'm not jealous...just please...Frank...please..."

She adjusted her suit, not seeming to care if anyone could see, displaying her body to him. He could smell the aroma of her heat from her.

"I've seen it before, and I can see it again whenever I want," he said coldly, making her pretty face crumple. "Look at your friend Holly, she's in heat as much as you are."

"Go over there and comfort each other. Maybe I'll give you both some cock later."

"You're so cruel," she whispered, straightening her suit and walking away.

"She's fuckin' hot," a man said walking up and offering his hand. Jack DeVille. We're neighbors. You seem to know Vanessa pretty well."

"Frank Castillo. Not really. We met a few days ago."

"I figure she doesn't get enough, with her husband away all the time. From the looks of it, you were doing ok with her."

"She's pretty needy. Give her a shot if you want."

"Ahhh…my wife and daughter are here. I gotta at least pretend I'm a good husband. The bitch is watching every move I make."

"She's pretty hot. Looks like she could keep a man busy." Frank grinned and nodded at Charlene, who preened a bit for him.

"She's alright. But a man gets tired of the same piece of meat all the time. Know what I mean? I don't know where my daughter is. Probably looking for the pool boy to bang him. I hate to say it but my kid is a fucking slut."

"Speaking of sluts, that big titted blonde in the blue bikini looks pretty ripe. You know who she is?"

"Uhh, yeah. She's a friend of the Scotts. Danielle something. I wasn't listening too close when I was introduced. Those tits kinda got in the way, you know what I mean?"

"Yeah, I know," Frank said, moving away towards the buffet table.