My attention moves from Bash’s big dick to the words he just said. My head turns slowly in Clyde’s direction as I piece it together. He stays focused on Bash, like a puppy who’s done something naughty and is avoiding eye contact. “Oh, thank you, Bash. That’s perfect.” My jaw unhinges as I watch Clyde…play him. His voice is all soft, his shoulders just slightly hunched. “I actually hired someone already.”