“Bloody Hell, I’m glad I’m out of that suit. No dressing up again for a long time.” Xen looked over his shoulder smiling, “Oi, hey mate.”
“Not that I’m complaining,” Pandora kept her eyes on the male in front of her as she plopped down on the sofa behind him, laying on her side with her head proposed up by her arm, “but is there any reason you’re taking your shirt off?”











