After a few more questions on the AirWays account, and a few more buttons off her blouse in your mind, Sammi released you. You sprinted to the bathroom, found an open stall at the end of the row, and quickly stripped. All the way. It felt bizarre, you had never been naked at work before. But you powered through the sense of awkwardness and snapped a picture of yourself with the new phone, then sent it to the number Mistress Fire was using. Mission accomplished, you got dressed and came back out.