In need of a Job... or a Hard Cock! F70

Oh, Tim!

The old soul.

Yeah, that's right.

And he sent you for me?

Yeah, right, 'cause I'm looking for a job.

A sound engineer or what?

Yeah, something at the living studio.

Yeah, come on, look around.

Okay.

Yes.

So this is the living studio.

You can take a look around.

This is where the music plays, right?

Say a word like that.

Okay.

Yeah, you can sing here too.

Can you sing?

No.

No?

Let me try it.

No, don't bother.

Why shouldn't I?

No, it's not that good.

Why don't you sit with me?

Can you show me a little bit?

Can you look at me a little?

Oh.

Yeah, make yourself comfortable.

Yeah, what have you done with the computer?

Have you written programs yet?

Uh, yeah.

Yes?

Yes.

So you can take a look around.

Where's the fucking mouse?

Yeah, that's how it starts.

Women and technology.

Don't leave anything for me.

That's weeks of work, I tell you.

No, no, no.

I'm just looking at what you've done before.

Yes. - What are you doing?

What?

If you want a job, you have to do a lot of things.

And the good news is, we're all alone.

You don't mind, do you?

No.

Mmm.

Mm-hmm.

You're a pretty fairy.

But I don't want you to think I fucked Tim.

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