I was supposed to be picked up by you, but instead of being ready, you find Me in someone else’s designer shirt. I toy with your emotions as I tell you about how this wealthy entrepreneur has pleasured Me the previous evening. Instead of going home, I’ll be staying another night or two. He is on an errand buying Us a 3 course fine dinner with two bottles of vino, and We are going to take it onto his roof with a blanket. Go home to jerk your pathetic self as you’ll never be good enough to do this with Me...