It's not very often that you get the details... But tonight you get to pay for my pleasure, an extravagant date. That I'll be sitting there enjoying myself; Wearing the pantyhose that you bought, the heels that you bought, the dress that you bought and will never watch fall to the floor. The life of a cuck. And remember, you need me far more than I need you... You send again, while he's whispering in my ear. Because you need to know that I'm thinking of you. The night progresses, and you can feel the energy I'm releasing. So you send again. And I know it's starting to hurt you. So I excuse myself, and head to the ladies room. And to humor your attempts at grabbing my attention I snap a quick picture and send it. That crumb of attention is exactly what you needed, to reinforce that someone special is thinking of you. And you send, again. Because you are devoted and hopeless addicted to my perfection.