My friend is moving out of her house and I drop-by to see if she needs some help. She’s not home but her hot father is, and it looks like he could do with a hand.
The first box I pick up is packed with naughty magazines and I can’t help but take a look. I can’t believe Mr. Harris is into this kind of thing!
I marvel at the collection but he’s mortified—even more so when I open one of the magazines and start looking inside.
The images are turning me on and the thought of having a guy buried deep in the wrong spot is really getting me excited. Maybe you can be that guy, Mr. Harris?
