The water in the washtube turned off.
“Close.”
The hologram went on with the projection.
“Off. End.” Her voice rose in pitch. How did she turn this thing off? Zander would kill her for using it!
“Stop. Over. Shut down. Close.”
She clamped her hand over the light projecting the hologram.
The door to the washroom opened.
She tossed the cuff back where she found it, praying it had turned off.
Zander stepped out, fully n***d. He seemed even larger without clothes—not only his c**k—every part of him. His muscles bulged and rippled, from his wide shoulders and glorious pecs, to his washboard abs and sculpted thighs and calves. His skin glowed with the beautiful lavender tinge. And yes...his c**k. It was huge even in repose, although it twitched to life as his violet eyes came to rest on
