Tell Taylor to show off with Mary Forbes

You hand Taylor the shampoo, but keep your other hand on her butt.

She takes the shampoo and you put your other hand back.

Taylor laughs. "What are you doing, Tom? Quit it, I need my shower."

"So just how good are you at going down on Mary?" you say.

"I rang her bells," Taylor says, soaping up her hair. "Multiple times. She says I'm as good as Mandy." The blonde color dark with shower water disappears under a wave of foam.

"You're making it up," you say.

"You're just jealous because girls can come over and over," Taylor says.

"Well, okay, I am," you say.

Taylor bursts out in a loud laugh. Her foot slips, but you've got your hands on her butt so she doesn't go anywhere.

"Thanks Tom," she says.

"I still want to see you do it," you say. "Show off how good you are."

"You're such a horndog," Taylor says.