"I wanted to stay in bed and make love today, but, nooooo, you had to be in charge. Well, I don't like it, and you can't make me. I'm horny, I'm angry... I'm tired. Three strikes and I'm out of here."She stood there, daring me to do something. So I did.I walked over to her smiling, and took her into my arms, hugging her. She gave a little sob and grabbed me around my waist. I turned her by the shoulder and walked her a ways away from where we were standing over to the stacks of filled sandbags.. Or tried to. I kept wondering whether that had been a note of reproach in her voice. After all, I hadn't talked to her at all since I'd been hoisted out of her world and deposited in here, and now I'd only called her because I wanted something from her.I didn't get any work done, rest of the day. I kept thinking about Seff, how she'd kept us all sane with her odd jokes and appalling puns, how she'd always been ready with a kind word and a smile when the clients were giving us even more shit. ......"I started lamely, "what brings you to this town on a cold winter’s day?" I want to visit a certain little place and really don't want the drive to and from it today, so I thought I'd come and have a look around and stay the night", she explained."Is it friends you’re visiting?" I asked"Not quite" came the quick reply, she smiled briefly at some inner thought. This person who sat before me was a "she", I couldn't think of her any other way."You chose the wrong day to come and have a look. Je suis sûr que vous êtes déjà en érection, et que vous n'avez qu'une seule envie : m'acheter une de mes petites culottes. Mais vous serez encore plus excité quand vous saurez que moi aussi ça m'excite énormément ... Imaginez vous que des filles se masturbent en reniflant vos dessous : c'est assez excitant ... Moi c'est pareil : quand je pense que des hommes m'imaginent en train de porter des strings ou des culottes, que mes petites parties intimes frottent le tissu, et attendent avec.