Oh, look at you, sneaking away for just a moment with me, even though you know you shouldn't. Is it guilt that's tugging at your mind, or is it excitement? That thrill, that rush of doing something you know is so, so wrong? Because let's be honest, I know what kind of power I have over you. I know that I make you question everything you thought you valued.

Oh, look at you, sneaking away for just a moment with me, even though you know you shouldn't. Is it guilt that's tugging at your mind, or is it excitement? That thrill, that rush of doing something you know is so, so wrong? Because let's be honest, I know what kind of power I have over you. I know that I make you question everything you thought you valued.