I am everything that makes you weak. Gorgeous? Rich? Demanding? Intelligent? I’m everything and more and you’re just another silly manimal running out of fight. It’s like I was made to **** you. Poor little puppet, just give in already, because you and I both know you’re in for a life of servitude to an exotic, radiant, incredible Goddess… Me. The one and only. And I always get what I want. You want to know what I say; in your mind you’re already wondering which opiate line is going to break you completely while you stare at the silky chiffon and sparkling bikini hugging My model figure…There’s only one way to find out for sure.
