Having a beautiful wife and a prostitute daughter

Scott is torn. He was talking to someone and he thought things were going well - they were flirting, sending risqué photos... But there was no response for a whole day. And now the voices in his head were giving him all kinds of paranoid thoughts and soothing whispers. Should he text twice as much? Is he clingy? Are they fucking someone else right now as he's arguing about it with evil doubter Judy Jolie and angelic assurances from Skye Blue? Both of these contradictions vie for Scott's attention (and his cock) to bring him to their point of view... For better or for worse.