Could you be any more obsessed with me? You are always at the club eye-fucking me, and now that i've easily bribed you with my perfection to give me thousands for alone time, you find out that i'm not giving you anything but that...time. No stripping, no favors, no small talk, nada. You pay me and feel useful and strangely, get hard. You love me owning your wallet, and you're willing to do anything to be noticed. Pathetic.