"Oh I'm sorry did that bother you," he asked, his heart rate speeding up. He knew he was getting himself into trouble, but he really couldn't stop. Pete kept walking forward, his hands tense at his side, reading to throw up his shield or knives. "I hope she's not dull in bed, I hate it when women just lie there. Although she looks a bit like a dirty girl. There's that twinkle in her eye. I wonder if she'd be up for a good spanking."