"Uh...oh yeah! Hah, I nearly forgot. I'm so fucking smashed I can't remember what I wasn't wearing."

Joe gulping down more champagne and still buzzing because of the coke and fuck knows what pills he took earlier. His pupils were wide and large and his voice was slightly higher than usual. Sticking out his tongue, Joe just kicked off his boots and laughed.

"I'm surprised it stays in those tight pants of yours. They look fit to bursting most days. That huge cock of yours flopping about in there against your thigh. Fucking hot for Erik. He's got it bad for you."

Everyone knew about the Swede and his crush on the driver. It was cute.