<div class="floatleft">(http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg142/ElectricBadger/SlimSuzie.jpg)   <br/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: andale mono;"><em><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Suzie Lao</span></em></span></div> </div>Suzie raised a brow and looked down, where the belt lay crumpled on the floor, as Alex mentioned the other dog.  A slight twist of her lips hinted at filthy, delightful thoughts of such a meeting.  It would bear further consideration.<br/><br/>For now she shook her head.  "Mm, no, pet.  You're still hunting criminals, and making things right.  You've even already started to do so here, if you haven't realized.  We may take our fun a bit far, but only because we take our business even more seriously.  Work hard, play hard, and we're some of the best in the galaxy - imagine what you could do with our support."  Suzie released the clasps on her plaid skirt, shimmying it down her legs with the black thong she'd worn underneath, tossing both in a corner where a VI quickly snatched them up.  Nude from her waist to her boots, she continued her monologue.  "Or we could do, with yours.  But right now, I have a traitor on my hands - probably one of the people you just met today was responsible for the murder of two of my family."  She turned to look at Alex, her eyes flashing with a deadly seriousness, a sudden edge to her voice unlike anything Alex had heard before, completely devoid of any coquettish teasing or humor.  "And we're going to find them and tear them apart, right after I rip away everything they've ever held dear."<br/><br/>The mask slipped back into place with a conspiratorial grin.  "But they know me.  They know I'm going to be looking, and even much of how I'm going to do it.  You, on the other hand, are just a<em>mascot</em>...some mindless little fuckslut I brought aboard to pass around for crew morale.  As long as you stick to that role, they won't look at you twice - at least above the tits."  She turned away and began to unbutton her crisp white shirt.<br/><br/>"As for control,<em>bullshit</em>.  You've been in control at every step, darling.  Right now, you could simply stop.  Your new armor won't be ready until we hit the Citadel, but my drawers are unlocked.  You can pick out anything you like - and some of it's even fairly demure.  Nobody's stopping you.  But instead, you're standing there naked and wet, watching me strip."  She pulled off the white shirt, tilting her head to flash a coy smile over her shoulder before dropping the garment to the floor and reaching up to remove the black lace bra.  "Aren't you?"<br/><br/>"No, it's not about control.  You're getting exactly what you want, and it frightens you because you've been told all your life that you shouldn't...that you don't deserve it, or that it's bad to be different, or fuck, you just don't quite understand it yet.  Just give it up and enjoy the discomfort, pet."<br/><br/>The black lingerie dropped to the floor, leaving Suzie in nothing but high heels and her smile.  "So get dressed, be comfortable, have a boring evening.  Watch some reality vids or maybe a cooking show.  I'll hang out with you.  Or, you can crawl in here on your hands and knees and beg me to make you uncomfortable.  The control is all yours."  She smiled and stepped into the small bathroom, leaning over the sink - her athletic ass presented nicely between the nudity, the position and the heels - and began to rifle through the bottles and tubes for her toothbrush as she let Alex think things over.