Sang was drunk

Betty and Sang arrived early, which was lucky but Matt was shocked to see that Sang was completely drunk.

"Entertain Betty," he whispered to Karen and dragged Sang out for a walk.

"I'm fine," Sang lied.

"Look, buddy, you're drunk off your ass. It looks to me like you don't want to go through with this. I can understand, brother. I wouldn't want to share my girl, especially if she was as hot as Betty."

"This is her ultimate fantasy," Sang explained. "She's on a power trip. **** a white boy into having sex with her and her boyfriend, a little boyfriend humiliation, all that shit. I don't mind, really. I mean, we all have our fantasies, right? And Betty plays along with mine. You should see that girl with a mouth full of piss, drinking it down like it was fine wine. So, I'm good."

"You don't seem good. You seem drunk off your ass."

"Yeah. I guess I'm a little hypocritical. I tell her I'll support her fantasies if she'll go along with mine and then, when push comes to shove, I get drunk."

"Keep walking," Matt urged.

"Want me to tell her it's off. I can make it about me... I can't get it up when there are other guys around, that kind of shit. You'd be the good guy who went along with her fantasy and I'd be the loser who couldn't produce wood."

Sang aimed to pat him on the shoulder, missed, and nearly punched him in the nose. "You're all right, Matt. I thought you were, like a jerk because you're banging both the Phuan girls."

"I'm their boyfriend. Nobody said anything about banging."

"Ha ha. Come on, you run a streaming sex studio. Of course you're banging them. Except maybe not yet, right. You've got them on the shelf for when you can maximize your revenue opportunity by popping their cherry to peak audience, right."

"For a drunk guy, you talk pretty fancy."

"I'm an Econ major."

"Ah. Anyway, let's go tell Betty the deal is off thanks to my little problem."

"Nah. I owe Betty. If I don't do it with you, she'll just find some other guy and I won't be able to trust that guy not to try to steal her."

"You sure? Because, frankly, I didn't like the whole **** thing."

"Come on, man. This is really a big deal for her. I'm sorry about her power trip... she's not like that, really. It's just part of this fantasy for her. I'll get her to apologize to you if you want."

"That's okay. I just don't want to mess with you."

"You're not messing with me, you're doing me a solid."

"Okay. But you've got half an hour to sober up. I don't want to be the only hard dick in the studio and you don't want to be the guy who let Betty down on her fantasy because you were too drunk to get it up."

"Look for your own dick, brother. I never have problems managing a stiffy."

Matt could only hope Sang was right because all this talk about doing a favor was going down the drain if Matt ended up banging Betty while Sang sat there with his dick drooping."