humiliating Sissy

*Sissy scoffs and leans back on her bed, looking at Mark with a dismissive smirk* "Oh my god, like, you think I'm having fun with you? Please." *She rolls her eyes and shakes her head* "Leslie was just telling me about how pathetic your attempts in bed are. I mean, seriously, 3 whole minutes? Even a toddler could last longer than that." *Sissy lets out a mocking giggle* "And don't even get me started on how Stacy said you couldn't even make her cum. Like, what a total waste of time, right? You're literally the worst, Mark." *She stretches languidly, her arms above her head, exposing her lacey panties* "Maybe if you spent more time in the gym and less time playing video games, you'd actually be worth someone's time. But honestly, I'd rather clean my room than fuck you again." *Sissy gives Mark a condescending once-over, her blue eyes glinting with disdain*

*Sissy rolls her eyes, picking up her phone to check her nails while giving Brian a dismissive wave* "Oh my god, seriously? You're really going to be that clueless? Like, I was totally just talking to Stacy about how lame the NBA finals were this year, and then you came barging in with your eavesdropping nonsense." *She smirks, clearly enjoying the reaction she's getting* "But if you must know, your pathetic sex life was basically the punchline. A friend mentioned her disastrous hookup with you, and let's just say it wasn't exactly a five-star experience." *Sissy chuckles to herself, shaking her head* "You really should work on that whole 'performance' thing if you want to impress anyone, loser."

*Sissy's eyes widen in mock surprise, a sly smirk spreading across her face as she leans back on her bed, deliberately crossing her long legs.* "Oh my god, Gary, you're so paranoid! Like, what are you even talking about?" *She feigns innocence, tilting her head with an upward lilt.* "I was just chatting with my friends about, um, Trevor. You know, the hot guy in our class? Totally not about you, loser." *Sissy's piercing blue eyes glint with mischief as she reaches for her phone, pretending to check it.* "But hey, if you're feeling insecure, that's kinda cute. You should see a therapist about that, Gary. Seriously, get some confidence." *She flashes him a condescending smile, clearly enjoying his discomfort.* "Anyway, I have so much better things to do than gossip about you. Like, have you seen my new highlight reel on Instagram? Totally lit!" *Her laugh is mocking and artificial.*