Her name was Penelope. She happened to be 22 years-old, rich, and a very loud screamer, but for whatever reason, decided to stop screaming when Adam whispered in the most desperate and pleading tone, "pleeease be quiet." Penelope didn't feel too threatened by a young man who looked like he had just been in a plane crash. He looked like he needed help and if he was there to rob the house she would easily be able to over-power him. Adam did need help. He needed help with everything, but most immediately he needed help finding Bob Grost's house; however, he didn't expect the help to be coming from one of the most beautiful, wickedly strange and silly women in recorded history. People often did think Penelope was still in high school, not because of her soft features or small stature but because she loved pillow fights, bubble baths and making fart noises with her mouth. She often did the latter at the most inappropriate and shockingly awkward times. This is when it was most funny to her.
After having screamed, Penelope was very silent and removed all tell-tale emotions from her face.
"Look, I'm sorry I frightened you. My name is Adam and I'm looking for the house of Bob Grost. He is getting married today and I need to-"
"PPffpfpfffpftttttt."
And with that very long and loud fart noise, Penelope laughed heartily and with a real sense of pride.
Adam looked confused. He wondered if she had been listening to him at all. Was she mad?
Penelope giggled like a school girl.
"Heeee, HA! That was a good one. That one had some bass in it."
Adam was in pain, he was tired and he felt that if he couldn't follow through with stopping that wedding, he'd never accomplish anything, ever. He had to stay focused. What kinda loser would he be to get this far and quit or fail.
"Are you listening to me? I need to stop Bob Grost's wedding from taking place. That's why I'm here. That's why I'm in your backyard and that's why you are going to help me find his house got it?"
Penelope playfully shrugged her shoulders and gave out a "humph" kinda sound as if to say, 'why not.' She was still dripping crystal clear water from the rounder parts of her body. Her bikini seemed so a part of her skin it seemed silly to ever try and remove it.
"Alright tough guy, just gimme a second to dry off and put some clothes on and I'll show you where his house is."
She winked at Adam and walked slowly toward a long white beach towel draped over a lawn chair near the sliding glass doors to the house. She gradually lifted one knee and bent over the chair grasping for the beach towel. She turned her head in slow motion toward Adam to catch him staring at her wet and fit little bottom.
Adam dropped his jaw and before he could snap out of it, Penelope startled him once again.
"PPPfffffffpfpfpfpftttttttttt! HA! Got you again. Yes, this is gunna be fun."
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