"We all have the money." Johnny noted. "We should go somewhere nice." Really he just liked the idea of having both girls on his arm. A lot more than the idea of sam in a suit. His eyebrow raised lightly at that suggestion. He didn't want to anger Clarissa, but he wanted to get that kind of thought out of Sam's head. He'd certainly push further to see how much he could remind Sammie he was a girl in Johnny's eyes. Or certainly not a proper man.<br/><br/>"Thank you cutie." He replied idly when Sam noted he'd hung Johnny's suit up. Just a light, casual start. "I'm surprised you could get it tailored to fit you. Do you buy women's suits these days." Johnny had to slightly draw Clarissa with him, keeping her to his side as he looked Sammie over. "You ought to. Look at your slender little shoulders. They would fit better. And that's without mentioning your ass." His comment was crude, blunt but did what he wanted it to do.<br/><br/>He was looking down on Sam. Trying to remind him of prior taunts. And both his slim shoulders and big hips had been ideal ways to taunt him before. Although none of the other jocks at school had quite realised that Johnny had always wanted to bend the boy he knew was a slutty girl at heart over and teach him to be just that. He glanced down to Clarissa. She needed to be pulled in. Giving her a light kiss on her lips before returning that wolfish expression to Sammie he spoke to Clarissa now. "Don't you agree? She looks so much better in women's clothes." He made a point of emphasising that 'she'.