You try to argue with me about the outfit I'm wearing to go and help your granddad move furniture. I tell you not to worry and then leave. I come back a mess and explain it away with a made up story, even tricking you into eating the cum of my chest, until I start to laugh and reveal I actually fucked him. I mock you and tell you what really happened. I continue laughing at you while I strip and then tell you to leave since he is coming over.