What I love about this new generation is that they're so open-minded, so malleable, so isolated ... so ... desperate. Sure, girls your age look you over, but they don't see what I do. You're a blank canvas, waiting for me to fold you into my sickness and spit you out, forever altered. Soft, welcoming & seductive, the choice is hardly yours anymore, the warm acceptance of my smile, the sensation of my hands on your body, a safe place for you in this world. And you are mine, a repository for my secrets, a soft place for my punches to fall. Together we have created this place of retreat where ... Show more