That moment when you are playing a game that you are unaware of until things get heated and money talks.

That moment when you are caught in a dramatic play in real life and only wish to exit quietly, stage left.

That moment when you realize that you have to make a decision to fuck, be fucked or not fuck at all.

That moment when you realize that your client wants to smell all of your innards from one item.

That moment when you realize that a water theme park isn’t as wet as this story.

That moment when you realize that an uninvited guest is enjoying the show.

That moment when you look over and see an ass moving like a rollercoaster.

That moment when your beard plays a vital role in the massage.

My nakedness is what heightens their sexual pleasure.

The name is Atticus. Atticus James, that is.