I don't know who let you in, but i do know i've felt your eyes on me since you got here. I don't really care though. This morning i have some messages to sift through and this yummy bowl of cereal to eat. You can't stand it, you realize that you are hard in your pant and you can't look away. Specifically you can't stop staring at my pink socks. You wonder what they smell like, what they would feel like up and down your hard cock. I could care less though and soon i'll forget your even there.