You know I’ve wanted to make the cheerleading squad for the past two years. I know who you have a date with tonight and you had better take care of that cock of yours so you don’t screw up and look like a two pump chump. I think we should work out some sort of arrangement that is mutually beneficial. I help you relieve some of that pent up penis pressure before your date and you put in some good words for me that will guarantee me a place on the cheer squad. I don’t care what you have to do: lick her pussy for half hour, buy her the most expensive item on the menu at dinner. I don’t really care what it takes so long as you come home and tell me that she is putting me on the squad.