Anya glanced at her. "Are you talking back to me?" She asked and glared. "You're lucky I haven't already fired you for such a thing! And let me guess- there's a big puddle somewhere around here that you just left for the janitors to have to clean up!" She said harshly and stood up, approaching her and grabbing her by her ear. "Show me now. Where did you piss your pants, little girl?"
Francine saw her face, and gave her a gentle smile before leaning in and kissing her on the lips. She hugged her waist as she did, feeling such a lovely feeling in her stomach and chest. She kept her in the kiss until she felt the girl struggling to breathe, then she pulled away and let out a soft sigh of relief.