[Maybe it was because of Murphy, or just how he spoke to her when they first met, but-- yeah, she does trust him. Enough to not make fun of her when she called him Daddy. Enough to open the door naked (but let's be real, Johanna Mason gives no fucks about nudity). Enough to fuck him.

Johanna too has been meeting the sex quota just fine. Her own background consisted of random hook ups while drunk. So this place is letting her get a second look at sex with multiple partners. Partners that care if she has an orgasm or not.]

I won't hold it against you. I believe you can fuck for a long time. [A small laugh that slides into heavy breathing.] You feel good too. Real good. You're so deep in me. [Johanna allows the kiss, happy that it's messy and not right. She keeps jerking her hips, rubbing against him when they meet. It's enough to bring her over the edge, pulling away from his kiss and accidentally slamming her head against the door.] --Fuck!