You love me. You dream about being allowed to touch me. You adore my soft curves and beautiful skin. I'm the epitome of beauty and a Goddess to be worshiped. You've jerked off to me so many times and all while knowing you'll never be allowed to touch me. It must be sad, being so in love with someone you'll never get to have. Then again, you like being teased and tormented. You know that's where you belong - on your knees, stroking, and worshiping the unobtainable.