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Chapter One

“ Goooooooood Morning Long Island! Do you know what today is? It's National No Undies Day !”

Shyra Lawrence's eyes popped open when she heard the DJ from her favorite radio station. Snuggling under the bedcovers, her fuzzy brain tried to make sense of the announcer's comments.

She drifted back into deep sleep, her fingers seeking, anxious to find her naked clit. Shyra dreamed of a tall man, well built, long dark hair brushing his shoulders. Stroking the little pearl of sensitive flesh between her legs, her body throbbed with need when she imagined his large hand replacing hers.

Her alarm went off again, its annoying screech enough to set her teeth on edge. Rolling over, she hit the reset button, her ears attuned to the announcer.

“ Today's the day you shed that annoying underwear – guys, get rid of those boxers and ladies forget the thong. It's time for everyone to go commando !”

As she padded to the bathroom, the cool breeze from the air conditioner swirled up her legs, caressing her thighs. Thoughts of her stodgy boss came to mind…what would he think if he knew it was his fingers she imagined touching her? Her clit pulsed. Shyra sat down on the bathroom floor, the cool tiles providing a welcome feeling on her bottom. Moistening her index and middle fingers with the tip of her tongue, she shoved her hand down her panties and stroked, the delicious pulsing sensation growing each time her fingers skimmed her labia.

Derek Grayson, her boss, did this; he made her come this way – in an explosion of feeling.

Shyra's face flamed, her body flushing all over.

If only Derek wasn't such a damned prig!

Rising from the bathroom floor, she made quick work of her morning routine, opting to forego her panties.

It felt strange, yet free. One less piece of laundry to wash; if she did this for a week, just think of the time and effort she'd save…

Bull.

She wanted Derek to notice!

She had tried everything she could think of to get him to ask her out. Damn, but she wanted to get laid by Derek in the worst way, but he wasn't biting.

She walked to the kitchen, where she poured herself a cup of steaming java and sat down at her laptop. There was an email from her best friend, Donna.

Did you hear? Today's National No Underwear Day. I'm going commando – how about you? Forget the underpants, the thongs (hell…those always ride up MY butt anyway…lol).

Shyra frowned and sipped her coffee. Donna did have a point. Shyra was forever tugging her thong out of her ass, too.

She sighed, placing the mug down next to her laptop. Thoughts of Derek intruded. He was the head of Gray's Bounty Hunters, and served as the muscle… Shyra was the sweet-talker, or ‘good cop'. The one who got the girlfriend or wife or other family members to tell them where the ‘skips' were hiding out.

She spent the next few minutes checking her other emails when she remembered she never replied to Donna's email. Frowning, she glanced at all the emails in her message box, but couldn't find Donna's original message. Had she deleted it? She checked her ‘deleted mail,' but didn't see Donna's message there, either.

Damn! She glanced at her watch. If she didn't hurry and move her butt, she'd be late for work again.

Shyra used her address book and composed a new email message to Donna:

Yeah, I'm going commando, too! My ass is going to be as naked as the day I was born. No more tugging on that thong. No more annoying panties. I just had a wax, so I might even turn myself on! LOL. Maybe I'll catch you later for a drink or something and we can swap ‘no underwear' stories. Bye! Xoxoxoxoxox

She hit the ‘send' key then got up from the table. Grabbing her equipment – handcuffs, mace, and pistol – she attached them to her belt.

Time to get to work.

And see Derek.

Now, if only he'd see her.

“Fat chance of that,” she muttered as she battled the traffic on the expressway.

Her shoulders slumped. She slowed her car to a stop.

“He doesn't even know I exist,” she muttered.

She heard the DJ on the radio. “ So, doctor Jurgenson, you're saying that there are medical benefits to ‘going commando? '”

“ Why yes. Particularly for women. Vaginal health is one reason. That's why the ‘jeans patch' is helpful. It provides a safe, irritant free lining in lieu of underwear for those women who choose not to wear any… ”

HONK!

Shyra blinked, realizing she was so caught up in the radio show that the cars in front of her started moving.

She grinned at her irritated fellow drivers. “Don't get your panties in a snit.”

Today would be the day… No panty lines. No annoying thongs.

Maybe Derek would notice.

Yeah right.

“When pigs fly,” she muttered as traffic came to a dead halt twenty minutes later.

She sighed. Time to call Gray's Bounty Hunters and let them know she'd be late – again.

It was going to be another loooooooooooooooooong day.