Over the desk - chapter 3
"Ignore Cynthia (her loyal secretary)", instructed Jenny.
Z- "What is she doing here? And why-"
J- "I said IGNORE her, Ziva.."
Z- "I, I, do not understand, director.."
J- "Being here, naked, and listening, is HER reward".
Z- "Erm, I was not, expecting anything like this.."
J- "It's been a tough year, Ziva. For all of us. I felt that everyone
needed an extra special appraisal.."
Z- "Clearly. But is this even allowed, at NCIS?"
J- "This. Never. Happened. You understand?". Ziva nodded.
She was rather dumbfounded, yet also aroused.
Seeing Jenny, AND her secretary, like this in the workplace, was quite
a turn on.
J- "You are a bit overdressed for today's appraisal, Ziva. Also, the air con is broken- take off your clothes".
"What if I don't want to get undressed?", Ziva retorted, prompting Jenny
to get up in her face.
"Refusing an order, could be grounds for dismissal".
Z- "I meant, that I don't want to be the one, taking my clothes off-
YOU should do that, for me.."
Jenny smiled, and eased her stance. Cynthia let out a giggle, reacting to the confrontation.
"Be quiet, Cynthia!", Jenny barked. "And keep your hands by your sides-
No touching!"
C- "Sorry, ma'am"..
