Just sit there
From Create Your Own Story
You are mesmerized by the blonde's t-shirt-straining breastmeat. As you stare, you feel a familiar stirring in your pants. Meanwhile, the blonde complains to the other person on the line, "I don't know, I mean he's really sweet, but I was going down on him last night.. I mean, it was TINY! Seriously! If it were any shorter it would have been an innie!" By this point, your raging semi-hard is straining your zipper.
You decide to:
