A reading woman

You walk up to the woman reading in the shade of the tree. She looked the epitome of a 'woman child'. She had large glasses, a baggy grey hoodie, some anime tee shirt and faded jeans. It looked like she had never grown out of her teens or twenties, despite the telling signs of age starting to form on her face and a chest size that looked at least like a D cup.

You walked up to her. "What are you reading?" You ask. "Oh, it's the newest book from Stephen King." She said. "Not anymore. It's now a book all about your deepest sexual desires. Reading it makes you so horny that you can't help but to pleasure yourself and read it out loud in front of everyone." You tell her.

A blush sweeps across her face and she begins to read it out what she believes to be on the pages and undoes her jeans and slips her hand into her panties. "She hogties me with my butt pointing up to the ceiling. She slaps my ass so hard that my bed shakes. 'I want you to tell your husband all about how your best friend fucked you deep, hard and fast with this ten inch strap on.' Susan whispered harshly into my ear as she slid the rubber-like phallus into my quivering sex and all I could do to respond was wimmper like the bottom bitch I was..." you could see a wet spot forming on the crotch of her jeans.

You smiled as you saw people beginning to stare at the woman and more ideas hatched.