“We are on in 10…”, one gentleman cleared his throat to say to Dana when he approached. Chris Katongole was to be the man behind the camera for her upcoming program, at the sound of whom, Tarzan Bagonza paused his game, releasing Dana’s lips with a lick of his own and a heavy sigh. When he couldn’t find her anywhere else, Chris had been advised by someone who had seen Dana head into the basement and there he was.
“Thanks.”, Dana responded shyly, briefly turning her head to look at the man, after which she leaned forward and buried her face in Tarzan’s torso with a sigh when Chris turned to leave.
Tarzan put his arms around her, drawing her closer into his masculinity as she composed herself to respond to her work call. Something in the way that he embraced her explained his earlier confi
