This summer you’ll be slaving away for Me, working to build My island to My ridiculously high standards… you won’t be needing to contact home, you won’t have any time to be on the phone with your family or friends. Summer is for hot brats and you are “definitely” not that… ew! So you’ll be given the honor of living on My island for the summer, but you better be able to manage the current upkeep while you’re working on My new renovations… you’re going to be so busy working for Me this summer that you won’t even be able to think straight… especially when I’m being this hot and bratty in My bikini… matter of fact, now that I think of it… I think this job is going to take a lot longer than a few months, how about I just keep you on My island for the rest of your miserable life? The idea of being stranded for Sophia is enough to make you break… but hearing Me discuss all of the positives of leaving your previous life to devote everything to Me is surreal. The fact that I know My true power and the effect it has on all inferiors makes Me that much more Godly… no more nagging co-workers or family… just pure, blissful servitude. Look at you, hanging on to words I have merely typed… now you’re craving My voice, My tease, My dominance…