It feels so good to be in my presence, everything feels right, and your whole life is changing to accommodate this new, vastly-improved outlook. All your old obligations fall away and you devote yourself to making me your only real priority. Nothing matters now except your goddess. Your wife doesn't look anything like me, does she? Understand you like I do? No, and so you need to worship me daily, not her. I've got you wrapped around my finger. It began so easily, a few videos and you were hooked. I love knowing you're hopelessly addicted, forever weak and begging for me.