You can’t help it, you’re eyes glaze over, your boner is popping out of your pants, all it took was a few moments to register what I’m wearing out tonight and you’ve outed yourself as clearly sexually obsessed with your best friend. But that’s all you are, and all you’ll ever be, in the friend zone, so lets get things out of the way, stroke for my shiny ass and remind yourself that I’ll be taking these pants off for a real man or woman tonight, and you’ll only ever get manually released under my supervision but you’ll never get to play. You’re just a friend, but go ahead and bust a nut for me in these leggings before you play wing-man for the night!