Scott is torn. He is talking with someone and he thought things were going well - theyre flirting, sending risky pics... But its been a whole day without a reply. And now the voices in his head are giving him the whole range of paranoid thoughts and calming whispers. Should he double text! Is he being clingy! Are they fucking someone else right at this moment as hes debating it with the devilish doubter Judy Jolie and the angelic assurance from Skye Blue! Both these conflicting thots vie for Scotts attention and his dick to bring him over to their point of view... For better or for worse.