Slim with a pale complexion, blue eyes and not too much make she had a figure to kill for. Yet she only looked about fourteen years old"I am your new ...technician." she said quietly."How old are you?" I asked brusquely."How old are you?" She replied acidly."None of your business." I snapped back."That what I say as well." She replied."What can you do?" What do you want me to do?" Can you set up and work a projector?" She stood up and looked at me."Of course I can - Can you?"I ignored her reply. It was unusual to find it in one person but in two at the same time? I had not experienced it before and, being a typical male, the resulting reaction of my body meant I had to turn away, pretending to adjust the camera while I adjust the erection threatening to break the zipper of my trousers. Surreptitiously, I glanced across at Jim and could see that he was experiencing a similar response. The last picture was the one that really brought my arousal to new heights; it was a pose of the two. You’ve pictured a tall, sexy, athletic woman, and it’s gotten you aroused…’ WildRose was suddenly very glad of her mask, because she was sure her cheeks were bright red. She was glad Sharpe couldn’t hear any of what was going on, either, because Mistressmind had gaydar beyond any girl’s wildest dreams, and she wasn’t sure she wanted her disembodied partner to know she was a lesbian. It was the one thing WildRose could reasonably expect wasn’t on a database somewhere for her to find. ‘Oh, yes, I. So he chose adifferent word. " -- with my partner." That's too bad," the man said without removing his hand. He asked fora beer. When Bret handed it to him, the drinker let his arm go lowerand cupped one of Murphy's buttocks. "If you want to try somebodydifferent," he offered confidentially, "I'm flying solo tonight. Andmy place isn't far from here." He gave a squeeze. "See you later,maybe."As he walked away, Murphy could feel his cheeks burning and knew he wasblushing. Bret raised his.