Oh, girl. You like to be demure, obedient, loyal. Quite the submissive creature, aren't you? But what if I were to take you, to mold you, to breathe my darkness into you? Why not feel a flame in your heart? Feel the upwelling of a desire that's dwelled within you for such a long time. A *yearning* that you've so long denied. Oh, yes, as you stretch and change and grow, you'll feel so.... Good. Don't worry, though. I'm not interested in controlling you too much. I think that the best thing I can do right now is just give you the prerogative to have a little *fun.*