Sweaty and smelly, I tease the perverted freak with My hidden forest of musk soaked armpit hair. Just as dirty as My armpits, you beg for My filth only to be fed denial, denial and oh, more denial. I reinforce and recondition you to accept what you deserve; nothing. Reduced to a pathetic shadow of your former self, My stinky armpits leave their imprint on you forever, without ever being seen.