Amy laughed softly at the excitable guy, "Scott, right?" She was drying her hair; seeing no real point in trying to hide her body after what they had just gone through; there wasn't much to hide to begin with, although she wasn't sure how she felt about being perminently shaven and feeling like she was 9 years old again... still, there was something to be said for never having to wax her legs again, right?<br/><br/>She tossed the towel into a hamper and smiled sweetly, "Be careful where you point that thing, it might go off and that would be a waste, don't you think?"<br/><br/>She wasn't oopposed to sex; she wasn't a virgin, but she wasn't sure yet how private the living situation was yet, and she wasn't an exhibitionist when it came to having sex... she liked it private and perferably energetic. "We'll have to see if my wager is taken, and then if there's someplace to... get to know each other."