Most ye seek me have partner, children, responsibilities. So do not choice but to live your slavery life as a second outside the public. And I know that sometimes separate the two can be difficult and stressful.
Well, I admit that I feel you suffer unspeakable pleasure to hide your relationship with me, that you try to invent excuses to hide that little mark our last meeting, to camouflage a charge of credit card, to hide a peculiar telephone conversation…
And I know that you also enjoy it. This danger of being one step away from disaster and excite you controlled anguish that makes you feel alive again.
You can not deny it, slave, I am your forbidden fruit and the more I enter into your mind, more happy is your life (and mine).