I know you. I know your deepest secrets. I know your obsessions. I know you can’t stop thinking about sex. I know you jerk day after day. You have no life. You’re obsessed with anything even vaguely sexual. You start to see it in innocent images. Anything wet, slick, even remotely shape like a woman gets you hard and needing a stroke. So go on. Slide down for me. I’m going to feed this obsession of yours.