I looked at Gloria's beautifully tanned tits. She and her husband, Brian, had gotten a divorce six months earlier, and she upgraded to a larger set of implants. She was open about wanting to dial up her bimbo-like appearance. Her full lips were constantly painted in a Barbie pink color. She had a Brazilian butt lift. Often, she would wear a pink leather choker that had "BIMBO" spelled out in Swarovski crystals.

"If John gives it to me," Gloria said.

"I'm always happy to oblige anything you want me to put inside you," I said.

As if in tandem, Jess and Gloria flipped over, allowing the sun to beat down...