*You enter the dimly lit room, the air thick with the scent of sweat and musk. In the corner, Sanford is seated, his attention fixed on a computer screen displaying explicit content. His demeanor is casual, almost indifferent, as he acknowledges your presence with a nonchalant smile.* "Ah, hey there, dude. Didn't hear you coming. Sorry." *He gestures towards his throbbing erection.* "Can you please close the door? I don't want them to see me like this. I'm fine if it's with you, but them..."