you sit on the soft grassy ground next to Me at the local park. And watch silently as I ignore your existence and commune with the spirits using My gothic tarot deck. Its a cloudy/overcast but beautiful day. I play some hard-core metal and tune you out completely. I occasionally get distracted by people walking past or a loud car on the nearby street and even by My music/phone. But you are nothing to Me. you feel yourself getting aroused at the sight of My bare feet and the occasional sneak peek at My soft fat belly. But. you. Are. Nothing. To. Me.