"I don't think you should, Sammie." Johnny agreed with Clarissa. He didn't want Sam going anywhere. He'd either enjoy the audience or enjoy convincing him to play too. Johnny smiled at the thought of Sam undressing Clarissa for him. He leaned forward, holding Clarissa to him with one arm while reaching to take his drink with the other.<br/><br/>Once he had it Johnny took a large gulp, drinking fast and smiling. The buzz was good. It made all this feel so good. "The lady needs a hand Sammie. It'd be unfair for you to leave her to struggle out of that dress on her own. And if I help I'll only tear it off." He had a wolfish smile, which he let Clarissa see before flashing it at Sam to make sure he knew Johnny was all too happy to rip that dress out of the way if he had to.<br/><br/>There was a nod as he continued to drink and lightly move his hips, pushing the bulge against that dress that he expected Sam to get out of the way now. "It's a good drink. Your sis' is talented." He smirked. Outwardly now he was solely calling Sam a girl. He wanted to reinforce that idea as much as he could. "C'mon, be a good girl and get her out the dress." His eyes returned to Clarissa, staring over her body as he waited to see it bare in front of him.