“Women know if they’re gonna fuck you in the first five minutes, just don’t say anything too stupid!” (Chris Rock)

One thing I’d noticed were these tiny white worms emerging from my pores, “maybe the drug chases them out.” I try to catch one, futile attempt for sure. I stare into a full-length mirror and can’t believe how handsome I am some days.
There’s some broad masturbating on my couch, I’m kinda’ turned on by it, but can’t help worrying she’ll stain the fabric. . .
“Though, she is kinda’ cute, with her dirty fuzzy booty socks still on, toes all curled and pointed forward.”

I work up the courage to walk over and attempt to mate, then wonder how difficult should it be, to fuck a female who is already half naked and masturbating on my own couch?
I choke anyway. . . “she seems so absorbed.”
I start to feel like a distraction to her so I too decide to masturbate.
I don’t want to freak her out by gawking at her, so I instead focus on the mirror.
“So there I am jacking off in the mirror,” (I can see her in the reflection), but then I realize that although I can see her in the reflection, it appears to her that I’m jacking-it to my own reflection!! So now she probably thinks I’m a freak!
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It’s really a no-win situation. . .
This broad has totally fucked me!!
I’m a stranger in my own home!
I can’t fuck, jerk-off or even work until she’s done with her evil deeds!!
I can smell her stench and hear her sighs of pleasure, , , Damn her! Damn her!
So, instead I finally forcefully plop down beside her on the couch, vigorously pull my meat and stare rudely at her vagina. . .
It is MY house for fuck sake!!
I cum first but it’s a bitter win, for I still feel I somehow lost this battle of wills. . .