"I am not naive." Spencer growled, doing her best to be intimidating. It would have worked on first or second years, but not someone like the woman who had her pinned to a desk. "Yes ma'am." she muttered, conceding again, having been effectively put in her place.
Spencer inhaled sharply as she felt Carrow's touch along her thigh. Her cheeks held their pink tinge. "I wore what I thought would be the most...effective for the assignment." Spencer blushed. She had picked out a set that she thought the older woman would find appealing.