Imagine this; you're out at the club/ bar, and you see me. Not only do you see me, but I'm actually looking right your way, with my sexy, gleaming, fuck-me eyes. Yeah that's right, you finally hit the jack-pot!! But wait, after all of that, you're not even packing a grown man's penis! You try to entice me with your tiny shrimp dick, and even beg me to give you an exaggerated, pity cock-rating. Oh gosh, I don't think I've ever face palmed so hard, or been so disappointed, after a night on the prowl. Good thing I have Dave on speed dial! He's going to come over and fuck me instead, and all you're going to do is watch. You can stroke that wretched excuse for a penis all on your own, while you watch my guy friends stretch me and fill me! Hahaha, so I guess the night isn't a total loss. However, let's be real, the chances I'll ever be calling you again are slim to none!