The girls make their pitch

Frank looked the young Latinas over, his hunger growing as he feasted his eyes on their nubile flesh. There was no doubt the drug had done it's work. All of them squirmed slightly as they stood, taking care to display themselves to him as they gazed back with excited eyes.

"Did Elena tell you much about the job?"

"Only that you are very demanding, Jefe," Consuela said with a shy smile. "That we will have to work hard to please you." Frank smiled wolfishly at her and saw her quiver slightly.

"She said you had a big...yard...senor," Rosa giggled softly, glancing around the yard and then back at him with mischievous, wanton eyes.

"We will do our best to please you, Jefe," Carmen added with a sultry purr. "The customer....he is always right...especially when he is such a strong man..."

"Tell us where to start..." Maria said softly, looking directly at his crotch.

Elena said nothing, just smiled confidently at Frank and lifting her chin. She was wriggling slightly more than the others, and no doubt her extra dose of the drug was working it's way on her senses and inhibitions.

Frank grinned as he looked at the delicious young women, his cock twitching, urging him to make a choice. He kept a lazy smile on his face.

"Start with some general cleanup. You know the kinds of things you need to do. I'm not a micromanager. Just make the place look good."

The girls started to turn away to work, some of them looking disappointed.

"You!" Frank pointed at one of them. "I have a special task for you!"