When the woman's fingers slid under the edge of her pants Harley blushed a deep red, it almost rivalled the colour on her trixter suit. She allowed them to be pulled away and she was about to reach to cover herself a little when she felt the woman guiding Pam's hand on to her lap. She froze in place as she heard the words and almost glared at her friend. Despite herself she found herself liking the comment, and it wasn't usual for her. She smiled a tiny bit when she saw Ivy nod and she hesitantly reached out to finish removing the rest of the catsuit the woman had left on.