Three feet of cock- 1

“Thank you so much. I just love it.” He brought it over to Perrie and the others. “Look what Janet got us, darling.”

“Oh, it’s beautiful! Thank you. You’re so sweet,” Perrie said, embracing Janet tightly.

Before another word could be said, though, the doorbell was at it again. Tristan went to get it.

“Shikha! And you must be her new boyfriend. I’m Tristan, nice to meet you.”

“Daniel,” he said, with a handshake and a slight bow. He readjusted his glasses as he straightened himself back up. “You have a beautiful home. Thank you for inviting us. Shikha’s said so many good things about you.”

“Well she shouldn’t lie like that,” Tristan commented.

“Don’t worry, Tristan. I only tell him the truth: that you’re a devil!” Shikha said with a laugh.

“Pfft, you’re the devil. I’m angelic. Don’t you think so, Dan?”

“Well, I mean, I don’t think anyone can really compare themselves to angels,” he answered, tussling his dirty blonde hair at the back of his head.

Tristan coughed to break the silence. “Well, everyone else is already inside. You know where the kitchen is, Shikha. And just give your stuff to Perrie. She’ll make sure it makes its way to the grill.”