My cleavage and I stare you right in the face. You can't keep your eyes away from my plunging neckline, with a zipper that can still keep going down. But within a minute, I lock you in a trance as you stare at me, sitting on the sofa, reciting to you why you'll keep giving me money and presents, reimbursing my luxury lifestyle. I fan out thousands of dollars in cold-hard ca$h from a weak loser, right in front of your eyes. He broke and caved in. Are you next? Embrace the cock twitch when you see the sight of me playing with ca$h. #MoreforGoddess