Jade looked over the supplies.
"All this jewelry and hair care devices look fine. But there is no way that I am drinking some weird soda! We have no idea where it came from, and I don't want to get sick, " said Jade.
"But it says right here - 'Bimbo Tech'. And we won't get the money unless we try it all, " said Riley.
Their conversation was interrupted by another knock on the door. Riley looked out the window, and sighed.
"It's just that nerd, Simon," said Riley.
Simon was a dorky little dweeb, a thin short pencil neck geek. But he was really smart, and he helped write the girls term papers. He was so naïve the girls were easily able to manipulate him into doing it for free.
"I know. We'll get Simon to drink it. He will do anything with the right motivation, " said Jade, fluffing her breasts.
Riley shrugged. The note had promised that all of the products were very good. But she supposed anything that got them the money was fine. She decided she might save a soda for herself, if it didn't make Simon sick.
The girls put on their best fake smiles, opened the door, and welcomed Simon in the house.
