"You're right, I am. I have a shower at my place, we don't need the water now," she told him plainly. "I like the boots. Nice touch." That wasn't the cupcake speaking this time. She really did like the boots.
"No, wait. I own the bloody Kama Sutra, I know how this is done," she muttered. Against the shower wall was a little too uncomfortable and she'd had a moment of clarity amidst the madness. Penny turned her back to him, bending over. Later, she might regret admitting she owned such a book, but for now that was the last thing on her mind. Reaching back, she slid the knickers slowly but surely off of her bum and down to her knees; something told her not to throw her underwear across the room..that wasn't sanitary, especially in a bathroom.