"Sadly, it isn't." Stephanie replied as she shrugged off her items of clothing, one by one, on the way to the shower. She turned part way so their eyes could meet as he began leaving his own trail of clothing, looking him over approvingly.

"Well, who am I to decline such kindly offered complementary services?" She smiled faintly. "If I didn't know better, I'd think you just liked having your hands all over me." Not that she minded, of course. She was very fond of his hands on her.