Myst grinned at Kip. "Ah, but that would be dishonoring the game, would it not? And besides..." She trailed a fingertip lightly back and forth across the skin of her own chest lightly, making sure to get his eyes onto it, then drew the finger down over her own body slowly, barely scraping the nipple and making it harden, then glide down her belly, spiraling lazily over her pelvis and down to just the edge of her panties, the very tip going just under the edge of them. "Who says I don't want my clothes off?" she asked huskily. She leaned forward toward Kip, her hand still lowered, while her chin propped in her other hand before him and her elbow went onto the edge of the chair. "Wouldn't you like to have the panties anyways?" Being sneaky, she got just the barest 'flavor' of herself, then lifted the first hand and dipped the fingertip into the skin of surface of his drink, then offered her finger for him to get the drop of liquor-soaked essence of her. She smiled lazily at him, her eyes becoming almost cat-like with their smile. "Sample?"