He's been waiting for the threesome for long enough

"You know, Tanya, the first time I saw you I made myself a promise. I said that I'd take you and Natasha to bed together."

"Yeah, I get that a lot. Because we're friends, people associate us and, in their fantasies, put us in the same frame. Hell, my dad has wanted a threesome with the two of us since we were like nine."

"You don't understand. I want you to get Natasha here to fuck together."

"I beg your pardon."

"Look, Tanya. You're hot. Everyone knows that. But I put up with your shit for long enough. I want the two of you in bed together, kissing each other, sucking my dick together, and then helping out as I fuck first you, then Natasha, then fucking your ass and then Natasha's."

"You're a little ambitious, aren't you?"

"Am I? You're sitting there naked, begging for me to fuck you while you watch Ms. Chadra's video. I think bringing in another girl is exactly what you need."

"You know, Matt, I actually intended to help you get Natasha. That was part of the deal and I've been delivering on it, haven't I? I mean, I got her to participate in your Cherry-smash contest. I streamed my lesbian thing with her, I invited her to work my dad's party in her little French maid outfit. Most girls wouldn't do that, would they? They'd be too jealous. But not me."

"Right. So, get on your phone and get her over here. We can play around while we wait."

"What I'm getting at," Tanya said, "is that I've been almost like Cindi, the perfect girlfriend. And you've been, what? A complete jerk? Yeah, that's it. What kind of asshole has the nerve to turn down a girl he says he's interested in unless she can produce another girl for him to fuck with? I mean, I think my dad is a classic creep but he never insisted that I produce Natasha no matter how much he wanted her. He figured he would get her on his own. But not you."

"Look, Tanya. I've been waiting--"

"Yeah and how many other guys do you think had this fantasy? Every single straight guy in our High School is how many. And you know what, every single one of them, with the possible exception of Jordan, has a better chance of getting it than you do. I'm out of here."

"But you have nowhere to go."

"I left my house because my dad was perving on me. I left Natasha's house because her dad was perving on me. I certainly can leave your house when you perve on me. Don't call me, Matt. And, oh, yeah. I'll send some football guys around to pick up my camera equipment."