The old 'cowboy jerks off' routine

You move one of the chairs, a short wingback chair with faded yellow upholstery that has seen better days, to the middle of the room facing window #1, where Jennifer Lawrence will soon be watching you entertain her sexually. A shudder runs through you to think that the hot actress might jill herself to fantasies of you. You move the shade remote to the table off to one side of window #1. You stand over there, out of view from the window, so you can make an entrance.

The girls have put several small clocks around the room so they know how long to perform. A clock is visible from anywhere in the room. When ten minutes is up, you press the #1 button to raise the shade. It takes 20 seconds to go the full length of the window.

You walk out when it reaches the top. You ignore the window and act like you're just coming home from herding cattle. You hang up your rope on the coat rake. You start to reach for your hat to put it on the coatrack as well, but stop, deciding to keep the hat on for the whole act as part of the cowboy schtick. Then you turn toward the window and slowly take off your fringed vest, paying particular attention to how flexed your muscles are. You're no Arnold, but you work out a little and have passable musculature. You can't see Jennifer through the tinted glass and the darkness on her side of the window. You throw the vest on the bed and then start slowly unbuttoning your shirt, deliberating pausing at each. You take the shirt off, flexing your arms and pushing your chest out a bit to show off your physique. The boots come off next. You bend over at a three-quarter profile to window #1 and Jennifer, so she can see your butt and watch you move as well. You lift each foot and pull off the boot, standing up and tossing it out of sight. Whew! Your feet feel better already. You plop down on the chair in your bare feet, a pair of jeans, a bare chest, and a can of coke. You pop the can and take a drink, rubbing the can on your forehead. You take another sip, and then you unzip your jeans. While sipping, you yank aside the g-string, hoping she didn't see it yet, and pull out your cock. It's no monster, maybe seven inches, but you and your girlfriends have been happy.