God, I can’t believe I was dumb enough to fall for Derek’s bullshit. I should have known that a hotshot football player couldn’t really have been that interested in science, and when one thing lead to another, and I sucked him off, only to have him blackmail me with the photos–well, I’ve been thinking about how I might get even for a while now. 

Yeah Derek, drink up that beer–have as many as you’d like. This is the last time I’ll be blowing your short, stubby cock. I’m sure you’ll be getting black out drunk tomorrow, and when you wake up in that filthy trailer tomorrow morning, you’ll probably have no idea what’s going on, but who’s going to believe your story?

Yeah, that hot, smooth, young body will be gone by morning, and you’ll just be another piece of old, fat, filthy, hairy trailer trash. I wish I could be there to see the look on your face, but I’d rather never see you again, so drink it all down boy, and we’ll see who gets the last laugh.