It’s been so long since you last had a girlfriend, if you ever had one at all. I couldn’t imagine going that long without another person’s touch on my body.
It’s been so long since you had anything close to pussy. But it’s not even just about that, is it? You want connection, you want to feel cared about. But you’re just a lonely loser.
Maybe you’re even harbouring a fantasy that I could be your girlfriend. I don’t want to be your lover. Maybe you have amazing dick, I don’t care. I don’t want you and I won’t even give you a chance.
I find you pathetic. I’ll easily take advantage of your unspent, unrequited sexual desire for me and you’ll happily succumb to your subservient role. I’ll use your loneliness and lure you in, making you addicted to my attention and validation. Your desperation for human contact is so easy to exploit.
And the meaner I am, the stronger your obsession becomes.