Sure, if Jeff can give me a hand...

"Um, I guess..." Shrug one shoulder, that communicates nervousness, right? Let's play this up, shall we? Feet spread, knees locked, just go ahead and exaggerate bending over and... Whoa, okay, I'm pretty sure my shirt is covering virtually nothing now... "Um, would you mind terribly, um, maybe coming around and helping me make sure I'm doing this right?" And getting an eyeful along the way, hehe!

"Of course." I'm pretty sure breaking is knocking the balls apart at the beginning... Fuck, I have no clue how to play pool! But I do not mind Jeff coming up behind me like this at all... "Gosh, Cindy, that's not how you hold... here, let me help you."

I'm pretty sure leaning over this far is shoving my completely bare ass against is very obviously hard cock... Let's just shuffle my feet back together a little and... ooh, he noticed that!

"So I'd recommend just sliding the cue along your knuckles like this..."

"Like this?" Was it obvious I missed on purpose? Like I care. "Sorry, here, do you mind helping me stay steady?" Let's just guide your hand here, and... yes... keeping me steady. By holding my breasts. Very helpful!

"Oops!" Missed again!