He'd already seen (and probably felt) every inch of her, and she wasn't thinking about being shy right now. She wanted that dress set on fire. She happily put her arms up over her head as he slipped it off of her. "Throw it away----" she didn't want to see it again. All she had left was a pretty black bra with matching undies and that was perfectly okay. She put her arms around his neck and went back to kissing him like her life depended on it.