My secret was about to come out… and you knew it. You saw me talking on my cell phone, too close, too suspicious… and you didn’t hesitate to use it to your advantage. A threat, a smile… and suddenly, you think you’re in control. But you don’t understand who you’re messing with. I get closer, I pretend to give in… I let you think you won. That little bit of blackmail puts you above me. That you can ask me for whatever you want. Wrong. Every move, every gesture… is mine. I let you watch, I let you want… but I’m the one who decides how far this goes. Who do you think came out on top—you threatening me, or me enjoying the wedgie?
