I didn't do it...

Hermes didn't take people home usually. She found it a bit silly, but it happened from time to time. Bobby appeared in her Boston home with her, and there wasn't more than a bat of the eye before she pulled away from him with a teasing glint in her eye. Hopping on the stairs she turned and smiled before licking her lips and crooking a finger a come hither fashion. And for each step that Bobby took, she back up the steps, leading him up the stairs and to the master bedroom that the God sometimes occupied on a semi-regular basis.

"Come on, big boy...show me what you've got..." She cooed, shaking her hair so that it fell across her face before she started to slowly remove her clothing.