She smiled at him and shrugged. "You don't really have to. Unless you really want to. I could cook, too, ya know? Or maybe we could go out... Or... Hmm.. I don't know. Do something<i> exciting."</i>She winked and giggled a bit, shaking her head to show that she was only joking. Something exciting, but not necessarily that, though, to be quite honest, her 21-year-old sex drive was quite high.<br/><br/>She paused for a minute and then spoke again, with a half-joking, half-serious tone to her voice. "I'm really not trying to wear you out at all. I promise... Old man." She teasingly called him, as if she knew of that voice in his head.<br/><br/>"It's up to you. I think I should get cleaned up either way though." She brought her lips to his again, but this time she Frenched him, and with more passion, though for only a few moments... just enough to get him going, probably. Then she parted her lips from his, running her fingers through his hair.<br/><br/>Poking fun again, she said to him "Do you want to help me?" She giggled. "Just kidding.." Just in case he didn't know.