" Hoyt reached down, lifting her dress up on one side, feeling about for her underwear, and now she could feel the bed on her bare thighs. She pushed his hand away with a sharp thrust, only to find herself falling back on the bed with him on top of her. He said nothing and neither did she. She was excited, a bit frightened, but more than anything curious. What exactly would he do now? "

― Tom Wolfe , I am Charlotte Simmons