Yes she does.

Ana frowned at the radio, she picked it up with trembling hands. “Yeah, sure,” she said with an icy voice. “Right away.”

The door to the innards of the factory was kicked open as Ana’s hands were busy carrying her pizza. She strutted across the featureless corridors with a singular goal in mind. The journey to the security center was quick, or at least it felt that way compared to her naked patrol.

Inside the station was another pretty woman with fuzzy red hair, green eyes, and smooth legs. Her pale skin reflected the light of the wall of monitors in front of her. Like Ana, Cheryl was not wearing pants and her shirt was half-buttoned, she was a walking dress code infraction.

“Here’s your pizza Cheryl.” With the accuracy of an expert marksman, Ana threw a slice directly at her coworker’s face, slapping her out of her stupor.

The annoyed redhead grabbed the greasy cheese out of her face and took a bite. “Ok, I guess I deserve that. Are we even now?”

“Even? Are you kidding me? How about we trade places? I will stay here and watch the cameras while you’ll go to the entrance and greet the morning shift in your birthday suit! See if you like it then!”

Cheryl recoiled a bit, shrinking under the naked woman’s glare. “Ana, you are scaring me…” The naked guard tottered up to the redheadand pulled her panties down to her feet. Cheryl immediately put a hand over her cherry bush and stepped back. “W-what are you doing?!”

“It’s fun, isn’t it?! Let’s take the rest of your clothes off! …and shred them.”

“Ah! Leave me alone!” Cheryl pushed her coworker aside and ran way. Ana stared at the jiggling bottom of her coworker as she left the room, she forgot her pants. Oh well, she couldn’t let her get away, so she calmly walked out of the room with an emotionless smile.

“No running in the factory!” Ana cheerfully chided her coworker. Cheryl was scared witless and fled thought the first door she found. “Wait, no! I’m serious. There’s dangerous machinery in there!”

Damn, maybe Ana went a bit too far. Now her coworker was running in her skivvies in a place where you can’t even enter without a hard hat. Well, the machinery was turned off, she couldn’t get in harm’s way, right?

“AAAAAH! Ana, help me! I’m in grave danger!”

Ana sighed. That’s why it’s always important to follow the rules. She trailed her coworker, entering into a big warehouse that housed a never-ending conveyor belt and all manner of machines surrounding it.

Cheryl was currently dangling under a metallic crane by her shirt, which had gotten caught to the hook. The redhead was thrashing about with her eyes closed and screaming at the top of her lungs.

Ana politely looked away, she was in no rush to get another eyeful of her coworker’s untrimmed bush. Hell, with the shirt rolled over like it was, she could even see her bra and cleavage. “Cheryl, what are you doing up there?”

“I-I climbed this crane to get away from you but I accidentally slipped and now I’m about to die! You have to help me get down!”

Ana watched her coworker struggle pathetically, Cheryl was such a drama queen. “Only if you apologize for calling the pizza guy and give me another week of free dinner.”

“Oh come on, you can’t be that heartless! I’m going to die!”

“Nah. I’m sure the janitor will find you before that happens ...in a couple of hours. He is way more qualified than me to get you down.”

“F-fine. Sorry for calling the pizza guy, now get me down!”

Ana grabbed Cheryl’s legs and gave them a light pull. The woman slipped out of her shirt and landed safely on the ground. “You are welcome.”

“I-I, hmmm, I thought I was a bit higher.” Cheryl stretched up to snatch her shirt, but it was just out of her reach. “Can you help me get down my shirt?”

“No.”

“But I need it! I can’t work in my bra!”

“You can’t?” Ana raised an eyebrow and folded her arms across her breasts. ”What a predicament, I can’t imagine what that’s like.”

“Hey, I wasn’t the one who made the bet! Don’t give me lip.”

“Well, you have the whole night to figure something out, not like anyone else will come around. Good luck.” Ana patted Cheryl’s shoulder and walked out of the room, leaving her flustered coworker alone to figure out how to get back her shirt.