Pam leaps up at the first sound, but Amber pushes her back down. "No! You sit right there. It does a boy no harm to be reminded you are not at his beck and call, whether or not you are. So you stay seated until I call you, and take your time coming when I do." With that she heads to the door.
It is all Pam, or you for that matter, can do not to follow right at her elbow, and Pam is wiggling with lust even as the door is opened. She loses much of her remaining self control as she listens to her date and Amber talk. Amber is clearly flustered, and not able to keep up her own advice of not showing her desire. Obviously, she had not realized what a prize Pam had won.

So when Amber finally does turn to call Pam, she finds Pam already right behind her. You rather suspect Amber is not approving of this, but Pam is busy putting her best features, you, as much in the boy's face as she can, and that rather limits your vision. And you would rather look at the lad than at Amber anyway. A real stud. Big, powerful, handsome... You can't think of a way he doesn't look like exactly what you want. Including an interest in you.
A hot arm is around Pam [and a hand is on you] even as Pam says goodbye to Amber. Then Pam is out the door and being led away. "How about the Flower Gardens? is his first suggestion.
The Flower Gardens? Isn't that called the De-flower Gardens? Well, maybe that is just a rumor you misunderstood. In any case, you are just a passenger, and when you come down to it, you rather hope that is the more accurate name.

It may well be, given your first glance. The place is just beautiful, just the sort of scenery you would prefer to give it up in. Now you would prefer to have a nice soft bed, but that field of flowers there looks soft and beautiful. Pam moves towards them. "Careful. Those are vore violets. They will gobble you right down. I hear some girls like that, but I have other plans for you."

"But they look so pretty..."

"That is one way they get their food. In fact, that is how nearly all the plants here eat. They vore pretty girls who don't watch their steps. Now you just let me lead you to someplace safe..."

"Oh thank you." If Pam has her way, and that seems quite likely, that will be safe only by certain definitions.
That looks to be more and more the case as the couple wander thru the garden. Repeatedly, there are side garden paths that lead into taller plants, which promise privacy for whatever a couple might have in mind. A female scream of joy from one such path suggests Pam's ideas are not her's alone.
It is not quite clear what Pam's date is looking for. Maybe he is looking for some sign that a particular path is not currently in use, or maybe he has a particular path in mind. This last seems like the more likely, and certainly the more pleasant, when he finally selects a path and leads her down it.
It leads to a simply stunning little efflorescent display, with every flower at its peak. You are quite impressed, and from the way Pam is heaving you around, she is even more so.

Your attention is quickly drawn to the bed-sized field of white flowers in the center. "They are quite soft, but strong enough not to take damage from you laying on them."

"I have just got to test that..."