What a sad man you are. Still a virgin after all this time and destined to remain one forever, but rather than abstain and stop tormenting yourself with what you can’t have, you find yourself here again and again. Watching, lusting, fantasizing. You’re starving and still trying to whet your appetite further. I’m not complaining, mind. If you’re determined to taunt and tease your pathetic, deprived self, then I’m happy to help you do it. And not only that—I’ll frustrate you out of your tiny mind. I’ll make your hunger so much worse than it already is. Think you can handle it?