I appear before you and remove my robe to show off my outfit. In a pair of tiny shorts and a tight shirt that shows off my perfect tummy. I am going out to tease losers just like you, but before I go (and you stay home, because you are pathetic!) I need to test my outfit. I strut around, swaying my hips and tease you with my belly, something I know you obsess over. I verbally humiliate you and act like a brat as I talk about showing off in front of other men to make you jealous that you are such a loser that you won’t be there to see it. Left out, that’s where you will be.