You are weak. You can't control yourself. Your addiction for your Goddess has increased to the point you have lost your mental faculties. The only reality you see before your eyes is ME. I have turned you into my personal slave, my personal pay piggy and you love it. You love it when I toy with you, teasing you with my smoking.

Right this minute I bet your down on your knees and with your wallet out, anxious to be drained. What are you waiting for, tribute now! You quiver when I say that, right after I blow all my smoke in your face.

You're so addicted, so easy to manipulate ... Show more