"Chop, chop, times a-wasting!" she told him with a grin. "I can't believe you're not even a little bit ticklish," Donny said in mild frustration. "You're doing that whole resistance to torture training, aren't you? How many times, don't bring work into the bedroom, Mitch," she said with a teasing lilt. "Give me a little something here," she tried again, giving the gentlest of tickles to the sides of his abs, teasing the sensitive skin into reacting to her touch.
She gave a soft laugh knowing that at the first opportunity she was going to get him the joke underwear, if only to see him toss it out in disgust. "At least you don't have frilly glitter panties on," Donny replied. "I do hate getting glitter in my teeth. It gets everywhere," she said with a shake of her head.
"I would agree. Boobs are great," and she gave him a quick flash, just to keep the boy content for a moment or two while she dealt with more pressing matters. "Oh yes. I think I should have gnawed through by the new year," Donny told him with a bright smirk. She wasn't that cruel and popped the button with her fingers. "Better? she asked as she started to kiss lower, her chin nudging down the zip as she went.