“Oh…then I must had misunderstood you because I understood from when I met you that you were like me that you couldn’t exactly control it.” He expressed. He then shook his head. “That’s sweet of you, but don’t worry about it.”
“Well after I put out the siren song, I can't speak for an hour, so that is where it becomes difficult to control the man who comes to me” Preston giggled. “I also have no control over my flexibility, that could be where the misunderstanding was. Im sorry, I am just a confusing person!” Preston giggled. “Do you not think that you are someone who should be held at the highest?” He asked as he began to twirl his own hair.
















