Willy watched me very carefully as we ventured to what he called the inventing room. He informed me that he had taken us both through the Wonka Wash, and that was why we were both so clean despite our little chocolate swim. We soon made it to the the inventing room and I was suddenly accosted by my nephew, who had rushed over to see if I was alright. I pulled both him and Grandpa Joe into a tight hug and informed the both of them that I was just fine. We continued with the tour, but as Willy was showing off the Everlasting Gobstopper I was being tugged away from the group to a more discreet area of the room. I noticed that it was Mr. Beauregarde who had pulled me away from the rest of the group.
"You took quite a spill there, darlin'" He said to me as he backed me up against the wall.
"Yes, I did. But I feel much better now." I told him. I was growing uncomfortable with his close proximity to me.
"A good thing too." He said, feigning concern. "I would hate to have lost such a... valuable member of our little party." As he said this, I felt his hand sliding down to my ass.
"Right. Well, no need to worry then. I am fine. Now if you would please release me it would be much appreciated." I vaguely noticed that Wonka had stopped talking at this point. I glanced around but discovered that none of the other children or parents had even noticed our absence. They were wandering around looking at the various machines and products.
"I don't really feel like letting you go just yet sweetheart." Mr. Beauregarde stated.
"I must insist that you desist in your advances, sir." I said firmly. Neither of us had even noticed Willy quickly approaching the two of us. Nor did we notice the way he glared at the back of Mr. Beauregarde's head.
"Oh come on sweetheart, don't be like that. I know you want it." He responded, gripping me tighter.
"I'm pretty sure you are the last person I'd want anything from." I replied.
"Oh please. Are you trying to say that anyone else in this room would be more appealing? What you gonna go for that Oompa Loompa there? Or maybe gramps. Even you have to admit that I'm the most appealing man here."
"I believe Ms. Bucket has made it very clear that she has no interest in you." Wonka interjected, but for the first time since I started the tour, I completely ignored him in favor of arguing with Violet's depraved father. At this point I had managed to slip free of his grasp but I no longer had any intention of escaping.
"Oh I'm completely certain that I could find a much more appealing candidate in this room." I informed him. Willy was obviously thrown off by the fact that no one had even spared him a glance. Sure he expected that from Mr. Beauregarde but not from Connie.
"Is that so little lady? Then prove it." He said, eyes glinting at what he most likely assumed to be an impossible challenge. I scoffed at his little challenge.
"Fine." I said before quickly turning around and storming toward Willy. Not a word could escape his mouth before I was upon him. I roughly pulled his head toward mine as I pinned him to the wall with my body. My lips descended upon his and I silently thanked God that no one else seemed to notice or care about what was happening here. I felt bad about jumping Willy like this, but I had a point to prove. I even decided to taunt Mr. Beauregarde by running my hands through Willy's curly hair and slightly moaning into the hot kiss. This spurred a previously stock still Willy into action. He started to kiss back as his big hands roamed my waist and sides. But, much to Wonka's dismay, I quickly pulled away and left a shocked Wonka and Mr. Beauregarde to continue the tour. I intentionally swayed my hips as I walked back to tease the two men.