"I don't want to hear about what Tyler gets up to involving knickers," Gene cut in, looking somewhat amused and disgusted all at once. Seeing Sam without his trousers once had been enough, thank you. Gene didn't need any reminders (unless he was the one poking fun). "And I don't want to hear about your knickers, either. Bad enough Skelton tries talking about it. At least his stories make me randy."

There. If she could offer too much information, so could he. Not that Gene had any scruples, of course.