Teasing you is so much fun. Giving you glimpses of the body you ache for, whispering seductions in your ear, pressing all of your most sensitive buttons, then withholding My attention with the utmost cruelty, ignoring you sometimes for weeks at a time, giving you the most cursory and disinterested responses. It works like a charm even when I don’t do it on purpose; you losers get soooooooo desperate, moan so pitifully, email Me with epic screeds of lovesickness I can’t help but giggle at. Your wallet is so easy when you’re in this condition, and at the height of your despair I pounce, floating...

Teasing you is so much fun. Giving you glimpses of the body you ache for, whispering seductions in your ear, pressing all of your most sensitive buttons, then withholding My attention with the utmost cruelty, ignoring you sometimes for weeks at a time, giving you the most cursory and disinterested responses. It works like a charm even when I don’t do it on purpose; you losers get soooooooo desperate, moan so pitifully, email Me with epic screeds of lovesickness I can’t help but giggle at. Your wallet is so easy when you’re in this condition, and at the height of your despair I pounce, floating back into your sad little life like Venus descending from the heavens. My expert cultivation of your despair is absolutely exquisite, quite lucrative, and utterly inescapable. Once I ascend again and leave you whimpering and lonely, the cycle starts anew and with more intensity each time.