Jackson brings his hand up to the level of his head and sends it swinging back down, palm making contact with one of the full, round globes and smiling in satisfaciton when he hears the resounding smack and feels the sting zapping through his fingers and up his arm. "Oh, yes, listen to that sound. Look at how round and juicy and delectable you are. I can just eat you all up."

Mark moans at Jackson's words and runs his tongue over his cracked lips. "Oh, oh yes."

Jackson trails his fingertips over the smooth surface before he moves on to the next globe and repeats the same actions as before.

"So?" Mark asks expectantly.

"This one," Jackson finally decides as he picks up the first watermelon he'd knocked on. "It made a fuller sound just now so it must contain lots of water. Man, it's going to be delicious."