I am an artist, in more ways than a few. I'm doing a sketch of a custom tattoo design, and I've just started. Watch Me scrunch up My cute nose, bite My lips, throw out rejected sketches, wiggle My toes, and send you flirty looks.

you're hiding behind My couch, crouched down just out of reach of My heels, soles, and toes, anxiously awaiting My next move....Do I see you? Maybe I do, and I know what I'm doing to you....with minimal effort on My part, of course.

Part ignore, part voyeur, part rip-off.