"Guilty as charged" She said, sounding just as amused as John was. At least he wasn't mad about that, that would have certainly put a damper on things, especially when they were going so well. "And good to know, that a Rodeo effect perhaps?" Celi asked, a bit jokingly. Still, it was a relief on her part to know that so long as the Wilder was around, no one would give her trouble. She was mildly curious about his comment about guys jumping him though, spoken personal experience most likely, but she wondered how often that sort of thing happened to him.
Her inner musings were cut off right away though when he unceremoniously dropped his pants, right in front of her, without any underwear on. The lightly blushing woman politely looked away from the sight, he may have no trouble with public indecency, and while as a designer she's had her fair share of seeing nearly naked bodies, she still preferred not to look if given the chance. At least he had the decency to turn away from her before stripping.
Hearing his calling, her head snapped back to look over at him, seeing him ~surprisingly~ holding the door open for her. Who knew the man had manners, but no modesty? Quickly walking through the aforementioned door and into the hallway, her eyes trailed over to the filth who was only now shakily getting up. "Why, hello filth" She greeted mockingly, a sadistic grin on her face as she saw the greasy pig flinch at the sight of her, unconsciously moving his hands to protect his injured manly bits.
Her inner musings were cut off right away though when he unceremoniously dropped his pants, right in front of her, without any underwear on. The lightly blushing woman politely looked away from the sight, he may have no trouble with public indecency, and while as a designer she's had her fair share of seeing nearly naked bodies, she still preferred not to look if given the chance. At least he had the decency to turn away from her before stripping.
Hearing his calling, her head snapped back to look over at him, seeing him ~surprisingly~ holding the door open for her. Who knew the man had manners, but no modesty? Quickly walking through the aforementioned door and into the hallway, her eyes trailed over to the filth who was only now shakily getting up. "Why, hello filth" She greeted mockingly, a sadistic grin on her face as she saw the greasy pig flinch at the sight of her, unconsciously moving his hands to protect his injured manly bits.