Would you call this an affair? I don't really care about the semantics, but all I know is that you're here stroking for me and not her. You're obsessed. Addicted. You can't get enough of the way I control you. I'm not going to stop. You're going to have to decide where your loyalties lie, though. I demand a lot. I want you to sneak away and stroke to me when she's around, when you're out with friends, wherever you are. Prove that I'm always occupying your mind while you stroke and spend, my slave.