06-08-2007, 02:46 AM
Tasha stared at them with indignation. "Oh Hell no! I'm not stripping in the middle of an intersection just to satisfy your paranoid delusions!" she stated. Alex sighed and tossed his shirt aside, displaying his arms, chest and back.
"Happy now?" he asked. "Tasha... just do as they ask. We don't have the time or the energy to argue with them..." She started to protest, but sighed and peeled off her shirt, holding in front of her chest, revealing not only that she was bite-free, but also not wearing a bra. She blushed furiously and put her shirt back on hurriedly.
"Next time somebody asks me to do that, I expect to get a fifty tucked in my thong..." she remarked icily, reaching for her crossbow again.
"Happy now?" he asked. "Tasha... just do as they ask. We don't have the time or the energy to argue with them..." She started to protest, but sighed and peeled off her shirt, holding in front of her chest, revealing not only that she was bite-free, but also not wearing a bra. She blushed furiously and put her shirt back on hurriedly.
"Next time somebody asks me to do that, I expect to get a fifty tucked in my thong..." she remarked icily, reaching for her crossbow again.
