Or not ... you could be sexually stimulated all day long! Wouldn't you be the lucky one!" Erin giggled. It was strange seeing such a cute giggle come ...from Hugh's mouth.Hugh sat back and crossed his arms. It had been a strange, surreal morning.First, after they had slept all morning, he automatically put on his own shirt and pants when he got out of bed. Of course, the clothes were much too large, and so he tripped and fell flat on his face, which caused Erin to nearly die laughing."Shit, I. She was aware of them watching her several times, each time turning their heads away when she caught them staring at her. She observed them warily, trying to be inconspicuous, waiting until one of them was preoccupied with some piss-drunk college girl and the other lumbered into the bathroom. She tried to make a quick exit, asking for her tab and tossing a handful of Euro bills on the counter. Moments later she was outside trying to settle her muddled senses. ‘No I’m good.’ She finally. Is that fair?" What about when the time comes to put our playlist together for the album?" Matt asked."We generally put ten songs on the album," Jake said. "I'll pick my best five and you pick your best five and that'll be the album." What about the order of play?" Matt asked."We'll cross that bridge when we come to it," Jake said. "Quite frankly, I'd be thrilled as hell to have that to worry about right now."As much as Matt wanted to argue about this plan, he simply could not. He knew it was. And you start off by showing up 5 minutes late. Not the best way to make a good impression, is it jerk-boy? Irritated, I ask you to show me your Jack-Off Journal so I can read through your entries for the past week. I see that you've made some pretty solid notes, telling me that you've been jacking your little dick every day since Session 1 when I made you worship my pretty, perfectly-puckered asshole. You even say that every time you think about how my asshole smelled and tasted, your little.