You thought you could just log off, delete your account and run away from your contract? That debt is legally binding, and I don’t let slaves disappear. Now I’m at to your house. I’m standing outside in these long legs wrapped in black silky pantyhose and shiny Louboutin high heels, waiting for you to open the door. You already know what’s going to happen. You’re going to let me in. You’re going to sell everything you own to pay me back. And you’re going dedicate your entire life to serving me and fall right back under my control like the Amber Addict you are. There is no escaping this debt. Open the door, loser. I am here to take what’s rightfully mine.
