The sound of his pissing seemed to echo down the hall from the open door, and I needed to go myself, but waited until he'd stepped out. Passing him in...the hall, I handed him a bottle of cold beer while he zipped up and I started unzipping to take my turn at the head. I left the door open just like he had, I could hear him saying, "dude, you sure piss loud!" I laughed at that, "You too, dude!" I hooted back at him.As I stepped out he called me saying "C'mon, I'll give you the three cent tour.. Like at ALL!’ ‘Don’t worry. Just follow my lead, you’ll be fine. Relax.’ Relax. Oh, OK. No prob. I tried to remind myself not to bite my lower lip like all the other tall white guys out there. Every ounce of Lelanni’s body fell into the rhythm of the music as her hips, her arms, her dark hair all absorbed the Latin beat. I, on the other hand, had to make the conscious decision to begin dancing, not sure quite what to do first. I felt the cold beads of sweat start to run down my back. Well, as I'm watching these two gay guys bitch slap each other over Lord knows what, my dad is sitting there on the bed, staring at me then he gets up and staggers to the bathroom.About a minute later the action was, over, so I went and grabbed my cell phone off of the dresser. As I headed back over to my bed, I passed my dad coming out of the bathroom. Well, as I got over by the stand between the two beds, I grabbed the TV button off the bedspread. And at the same time I dropped my cell phone. Smith was a tall, fair skinned incredibly handsome man dressed in tight jeans and no shirt. Sean and Maria knew this was going to be a fun first job.When the camera was rolling, Mr. Smith sat on the bed and watched as Mrs. Smith danced seductively in front of him to a slow, sexy song playing in the background. She came up to him, pushed his face between her large breasts and rotated her hips as the music played. As his hands reached out to touch her, she gently pushed them away, backed up.