Once again you came to Me to fulfill your desire to be completely ignored. You are aware that no one else can compare to Me in the art of being ignorant towards you. The absence of My attention is so intoxicating, you mind is melting every second I look away, refusing to acknowledge your existence. All that left for you - is to stare at My gorgeous legs and feet, being wrapped in nylon stockings. I carelessly swing them back and forth, effortlessly mesmerizing you. Too soon you realize that you are wrapped around My finger, and I haven’t even noticed you are there. You don’t matter to Me. That is exactly why you are keep coming back.