Tamara Fielding, 22, lazy weekend

Tamara looked through her wardrobe and grabbed a hoodie, deciding not to waste time putting on a bra, quickly tying her brunette hair into a ponytail. She slipped on some tight leggings over her white panties and grabbed her running shoes, slipping some cash and her ID into her hoodie before grabbing her keys and heading out.

She had received a leaflet through the mail earlier that week, advertising a new food joint called ''The Palates Pleasure'' and, as she didn't feel like cooking today, decided it'd be easier to see what they had down there.

She opened the front door into what looked more like the lobby of a hotel, she quickly stepped back out the door and looked at the sign overhead, making sure she had the right place.

Seeing that this was, in fact The Palates Pleasure, she made her way to the main desk.

The woman behind the desk seemed like an absolute charicature, platinum blonde hair falling across a face layered with make up, coupled with lips, cheekbones and boobs that looked like they were very familliar with the local plastic surgeon. All wrapped up in clothing so tight, that little was left to the imagination

''Oh, hi there, you, like, need any help sweetie?'' Beamed the stacked blonde

''Uhmm... Is this The Palates Pleasure?'' Was Tamaras nervous response

''YEP. Sure is. What would you like?''

''Do you guys serve food here?'' Said Tamara, looking around at the distinct lack of tables. There were only two in the room she was in, with a few benches around. What seemed to possibly be menus scattered around on top of them

''Like, of course we do, silly!''

''Uhh, where do people...'' Tamara was pointing around the room

''Oh, must be your first time, huh? Most of our customers prefer to enjoy their meals here in a private room'' Said the blonde, pointing to a box behind her that was full of keys. All hanging with their corresponding number tag

''Ok then, im just looking for a quick bite to take away. Would you recommend anything?''

The blonde scrunched her brow, opening a menu she had te her side and focusing intently on it ''Is it, like, a meal for one, or do you have a special friend to share with?''

''Just me'' Tamara said flatly

''Well, you do look like a nice meal yourself, like, total shame youre spending the night alone. OOH! I totes know a few people who'd love to...''

''Just looking for food, thanks'' Tamara was blushing now

''Right, well, like, if i had to get a meal here for myself for the weekend, i'd totes go with the Personal Pleasure Pizza, Extra Hot, with Constant Creaming filled crust''

Tamara cocked an eyebrow at the strange name, but decided to go with the blondes advice

''Do you guys have that with salami topping?''

''Yep, sure do! But, like, that's totes not a begginer recipe. Like, i'd stick with what I said. You'll super enjoy it, trust me'' The blonde leaned forward, offering Tamara a direct view straight down her cleavage.

''Okay, i'll take the pizza you recommended then''

''You totes won't regret it. trust me'' The Blonde said, tapping the order into her computer. ''It'll be out in five, why don't you take a seat while you wait, sweeite?''

''Okay, thanks, uhh...''

''Oh, duh! My names Becky, totes forgot to say, didn't I?''

''Yeah, thanks Becky. I'm Tamara''

''Well, here, like have one of our special drinks, on the house, just for you Tammy!''

The Blonde opened a cupboard behind her, filled with what looked to be small treats and drinks. She pulled out a small bottle filled with an intense red liquid, labelled Perked up Power and placed it on the desk

''These totes help me for the fun after a killer party, should perk you and the girls right up!''

''Uh, thanks'' Tamara grabbed the bottle and headed for the nearby bench