‘True, but right now I don’t care,’ he told her, with a huge grin. ‘Got any chocolate?’ The redhead laughed. ‘Alistair, do you think any g...rl’s going to be willing to share her chocolate? I do love you, but not that much!’ He smiled back. ‘I’ve just been through these ads,’ he said, nodding at the papers on his desk. ‘It’s a great idea to back up the TV commercials with newspaper ads. Especially those.’ Sally grinned. ‘You like?’ He didn’t just like. He loved! The ‘attack’ on Labour seemed like. He wanted to know why were I not wearing a bra. Even though he was against my sex change it was not decent to walk around like that. I, naturally, had no explanation. At least not a reasonable one.Strip naked, he said, and I knew there will be a lot more trouble. As I removed the skirt it was obvious that I had no panties on, either. This completely freaked him out and I knew there was a lot of pain coming my way. He sent me to fetch the thermometer so he could measure my temperature to see if. I could feel the pressure rising in all of us. Beads of sweat formed on Sams forehead and chest. He was lost as I brushed his prostate. For a second, I wondered if he knew what was causing that feeling of painful pleasure racking his body. My hair was damp when I ran my hand through it, pushing it out of my face. My heart was pounding, and so was Rileys. I could feel it as he hugged my back, his chest and face flush with me. His grunting was amazing, pushing me further toward exploding. Seconds. .. no! I've never thought about that. It's always just been my name ever since I first awakened in my mother's womb," Zandra told her quietly but showing interest."Zandra means the defender," Miranda told her, as she looked deep into her eyes. "That's why your mother gave you that name. You are the defender of our people. Your mother saw that and was sure that you would be able to do the job, and you have."Zandra felt much better after learning this and went back to work with renewed enthusiasm.