"I don't think I'd disapprove of mirrors actually.." when had she turned into such a sexual rebel was beyond her. But really she didn't seem to mind. He was just a really bad influence. She gasped and practically writhed on the bed when his hands slid down between her legs. "God I can't wait.." because she really was on sensory overload, and it only took her a moment to get wet and ready for him to move down against her. Her fingers dug into his skin, trying to get more friction between them. ".. Tony.." she whispered.