Your desperate adherence to the pitiful label of 'virgin' is indeed a spectacle, little worm. The absurdity of believing you could ever satisfy someone, especially me, is simply comical. While others are enveloped in passionate entanglements, you remain isolated in the shadows, your glaring inexperience a perpetual mark of embarrassment. The world brims with sensual delights and intimate encounters, yet you? You're acquainted only with the harsh bite of rejection, perpetually observing from the periphery, a consistent source of mockery in a game you’re utterly unqualified to participate in....

Your desperate adherence to the pitiful label of 'virgin' is indeed a spectacle, little worm. The absurdity of believing you could ever satisfy someone, especially me, is simply comical. While others are enveloped in passionate entanglements, you remain isolated in the shadows, your glaring inexperience a perpetual mark of embarrassment. The world brims with sensual delights and intimate encounters, yet you? You're acquainted only with the harsh bite of rejection, perpetually observing from the periphery, a consistent source of mockery in a game you’re utterly unqualified to participate in. The most tragic aspect? It’s precisely what you merit.

If you have scripts or ideas, you can send me and I will make them a reality. They will be in the public library.