" Fuck you, Justin," she said, but with no heat. "What did you mean, when he woke up?" Ahh, you didn't hear about the excitement around here. Must hav... slept right through it." He waited, knowing she'd bark at him."Slept through what? Damn it, Justin. You know I hate it when you do this." Your doctor punched out our suspect."Jenna had an impression of compassionate brown eyes, a slow deep voice and gentle hands. He didn't seem like the type to punch someone. "Why?" Well, I guess he didn't like. Hands flow over herself, drawing your eyes to each selected body part. Like a skilled magician she has you quickly enthralled and immersed in her show, setting up the questions with which you will later torment yourself, how did she do it? And so soon?Almost un-noticed her hand slips under her thong, your attention with the other hand, fingers flowing through luscious dark hair, running over her shoulder taking her bra strap along, and back up over her impressive breasts, nipples pinched. She noticed this and ignored. I used to repeat but in vain. She got to know am seducing her so she tried to ignore me. Some where I was afraid but wanted to have her badly.When I got to know her ignorance I switched to plan B. And I got courage as she just ignored it and didn’t open her mouth about all these things. Plan B was to go to collect water when she was there. So I started to stare at her boobs. That too while pulling water from well her boobs used to dance. I loved that sight. She. Poor Maury. He tries so hard, he's gone through so many procedures -- well, we both have, I guess -- but nothing works. And he blames himself. Does that seem fair? It's not his fault that his sperm aren't fast enough or strong enough or just plain enough, is it? How would you feel, Dan? If it were you, I mean?"Dan's eyebrows rose sharply as he searched for an answer. He wasn't used to people asking him about his sperm, especially not sexy co-anchors. Having a woman in the newsroom really was a.