You don’t see me, but I see you. I always see you. I’m always there—no matter what you do. No matter if you’re a lovely mother during the day or a debauched whore at night. I see you reading to your child or wrapping your legs around a pole. I see you rubbing your petite body against other men and serving guests in your chaste uniform. I know who you are, and who you would like to be. I know what you need and you will get it. Soon. Then you will be mine.