As stubborn as even, instead of coming clean about her little mishap, Katherine instead decided to double down. “I was too wearing this skirt! Check the s-security cams, it’s proof!” She retorted, hoping that Anya would let her go and back down. Little did Katherine expect that her boss would do the exact opposite!
The face that Dahlia was making was simply too precious! While yes, she was averting contact, her cheeks were burning so red you could fry eggs on them! That and to top it all off, there was a little droplet of Francine’s milk hanging on the side of her tiny little mouth.
"Now why don't we just check to see if anyone else named Katherine was on shift today, hm?" She asked, a big smirk growing on her face. "Unless you'd like to just skip over this nonsense and tell me what really happened." She stated and grabbed her wrist. "Because you certainly weren't wearing that skirt when you came in this morning!"
Francine looked down at her and her heart fluttered. She held her close, feeling a tightness in her chest, and some aching pain down in her groin. Good thing she was a girl or she probably would have shown off too many of her cards. She allowed her to drink all that she wanted, but didn't force her to finish. When finally the girl pulled away, Francine let out a happy sigh and lifted up her chin to examine her cute face. "Now isn't that a pretty picture..." she cooed.
Uh oh, this wasn’t good! Katherine had to think up a lie, and fast! If Anya caught wind of what really happened, Katherine would never be able to live it down! She’d be a laughing stock, a disgrace!
”K-Katherine is a very common name, m-ma’am!” The interned stuttered, obviously flustered. “It must have been from s-someone else!”