She sees a flicker of something go across Eddie's face and tilts her head, still working on hook and eyes as she studies him for a moment and then, in the end, decides not to ask. "Is it weird when guys...get hard?" she asks, peeling the corset open and dropping it on the floor behind her. Now that she's sitting there in panties nad a bra, the snake heads on her hips, designed to match the ones at her collarbones, stand out starkly, peeking over her lace waistband.

"Not weird, no. Long as you don't try to rub it on me or anything." She grins, her hands grazing over her bare thighs, the flat plane of her belly. "It's kind of the point, isn't it? And I meant it when I said I was taken. That..." She glances down. "Is none of my business."