"I-I can't help it," he panted, "I was in the middle of having sex with my mom friend and didn't get a chance to get off before I had to leave to come here and pose, I'm really sorry about it, but there's no way that it's gonna go down, that is unless I have an orgasm!" "But of course I can," he gained easily, "in fact I already have sent the tape, but not to the parents of your students, but to the pastor of your church!" "Sure, no puzzle," he said easily while plopping down and picking up a magazine to thumb through, "sure has been nice weather we've been having, isn't it!?!" "Really," he dismissed while shedding the rest of his costume, "and what do you think about when you're masturbating!?!" Realizing that his fate was imagined and there was no way to talk his way out of it, he merely regimented his head and figeted for the inevitable!