We both know you could never get a real date, not one that comes close to Me, at least. Instead, you're destined to be a hand humping loser, dateless and stroking alone on Valentine's day. Face it, any opportunity you get, you're desperate to glue your hand to your stupid dick. I'm going to instruct you to stroke, and you wont be able to resist furiously humping your hand to My bratty command like the loser you are