You're horny for My body, engraving My curves into your memory. I, on the other hand, do not even perceive your existence since that's how our dynamic has always been. I would rather disintegrate before fucking you. You could be the only other human on this Earth and I would not touch you with a 30-yard pole. You can watch Me read a book in my pretty purple lace lingerie and jerk, though. Try not to be a two-pump chump, okay? Don't make too much noise, either. If you interrupt My reading, I'll rip your nipples off. Got it? Stroke to the rejection. Stroke to how pathetic you are, touching yourself to the thought of Me denying you over and over.