Feeding frenzy

The girls bounded into the room, hair ruffled, faces flushed. Straps had fallen around shoulders, which only emphasized the sexiness of their garments. The smell of female heat the followed them was intoxicating, and almost enough to cover the smell of pizza. Had they been enjoying themselves? No question. Would they do that again?, almost certainly. The girls didn't reference the event at all, sliding into chairs and popping open the boxes with oohs and hunger, until one asked, "so the sexy pizza girl didn't take you away, Jack?"