Beautiful women are your weakness. It only takes one look, one turn of the cheek, one flip of these perfect curls and you're spiraling down the rabbit hole, scrambing to figure out how a worm like you could be of service to divinity like that. Women like Me don't need to lift a finger to have you wrapped around it. You're obsessed with every single feature, every perfect curl on My head and every word that passes through My juicy lips. The longer you stare, the more compelled you'll be to give Me everything... to do whatever it takes to keep a smile on My pretty face.