Derek towers over you, his pants sagging low to reveal his boxers which obviously havent had a wash in a while. Looking down he smiles. "Well look at you, ya little loser!" he booms
"Derek please, help me" you plead. Your pleas fall on deaf ears as you notice a distinct twitch in the front of Derek's pants, this situation turns him on!
A stern look comes over his face, before cracking into an evil grin.
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