"You're doing so well," she praisedas she squeezed my hand under the table. Again, she was working on me bysitting close to me and being so nice.Just ...being near her got me aroused. I wanted her.At work, the next day, I was worried about anything being said, but allseemed normal. Nothing was said openly about my disguise to the otherworkers. I thought I'd be teased or laughed at, but, I guess, my teammatesrespected me for helping them out and kept silent, or so I thought untilsomeone. "Look, we've had two more abductions reported today from your brother's area and we need to ascertain if he's involved or not; especially as he has ties to both victims." My God! They have Bethany and Vivian," I thought."Quinby, he has been here in the Capital since yesterday. How would he be involved?" stated Sherman."Now I've got you trying to undermine my efforts on this case, huh. I'm sure the Assistant Director will be happy to hear about that. I would encourage you not to say anything. I knocked on the door, out of respect, and was given permission to enter by Beth. The room was a disaster area. It looked like they had unloaded their backpacks and threw their clothes everywhere. Any outrage I felt was quickly distinguished when I noticed several pairs of thongs and panties shamelessly displayed on the floor, the chair, the desk...it was wonderful, I decided, and chaotic panty display lent a sexy ambiance to the room. Not that the room needed any help in the ambiance. You must win, and win soon, or I will have to replace you. Do you you understand?" Oh, yes, Dread Lord Satan, I understand completely. I will get right on it."Storm Who Walks paid a rare visit directly to Shadow with a message, "The Great Spirit is well pleased with your progress in feeding the starving people behind the lines in this war. Your clever work has been noted and will never be forgotten. You are living up to expectations and your efforts are appreciated. So I am here to present you.