Harley gives him one more little kiss before slipping away for a shower, peeling off his Harvard shirt as she goes. She washes quickly and roughly towels off before emerging naked as the day she was born.

"All yours, hot stuff," she chirps as she goes to set out her outfit and makeup. Something tasteful and classy. Skintight striped pants, hot pink bralette, long silver sequined coat, and killer heels. She pairs it with a subtle daytime look of hot pink eyeshadow, silver glitter eyeliner, black lipstick and a few artfully placed rhinestones.

"Would a collar be too much, do you think?"