The Cruise Dog has never been good at foreplay and no-eengaleesh is hard mode, but a fist full of slap pinapples later he's got no clothes on and face down on towels. She's giggling and Cruisey knows for certain its because he's dropping bants in infantile english, surely not the way the towel accidentally slipped off onto the floor, to let ping ping know exactly what's up, if you know what I mean.