Aw, another year almost complete and the fragility of you what's left of your pathetic life is caving in. What have you done to make a difference? What have you done to matter? What has the been the point of your resource use and was it even fucking worth it? Yeesh. I think not.

Wearing: SKIMS Bra, Ray Ban Glasses

Be so for real - what did you think this was when you found me on the internet? Did you seriously think our paid dynamic was going to end in happily ever after with you sweeping me off my feet? As if! Now that I've left you high and dry post resource extraction the imprint of my memory lingers. You're alone scrolling old photos and texts pining for a connection that was only ever meant to exist under the parameters of a paid container. You only have yourself to blame for thinking you were something *special*. The reality [your reality] is that you're a lonely loser and no woman civilian or paid wants your broke ass. But go ahead, keep buying my clips! They're the only way you can pretend to be closer to me again.

Wearing: Mesh Cuup Bra, Ray Ban Glasses

What was it all for? Why did any of it matter? What legacy will you be remembered for? These are the questions that blossom in your mind as the years roll on and the hours spent working continue.

I have the answer.

I am your answer.

I am something brighter and more purposeful to bestow abundance and a more positive legacy upon.

Wearing: Cuup Bra & Thong

Hey gooner,

I know we just met, but I've never been the type to wait.

My urgencies, desires and hunger for control are are elements of the present. They're beckoning for Me to get inside you

Knock, knock I want to come in, and I always get what I want. But shhhh don't be be scared, I'll be gentle. Before you know it I'll be with you always in all the ways that you've been craving.

Wearing: Dora Larsen Bra

Are you married and bored as balls with your vanilla wife and well-to-do vanilla life?

Are you constantly feeling trapped after following the path of "what you were supposed to do" in life?

You know - job, married, offspring, that whole traditional thing.

Yeah, I know and I'm not surprised. This living you call life is one of the foundations of what magnetized you to Me.

Boys are designed for the thrill of the hunt - the longing, the chase. It is in your distant separation from Me that your passion ignites.

Well that, and the thrill of My encouragement to keep our little secret from her. Wink wink! I won't tell if you're good to Me.

Wearing: Cuup Bikini, MAC Cosmetics Folio Lipstick

In this clip, I recount an evening at a vanilla party turned hot cash tribute. My excitement bubbles as I describe the magnetism of My presence commanding even the possibility of a man encountering Me and how this effects his behavior. I go on to develop this encounter further by challenging your financially competitive abilities. Will you sink or swim and do you have what it takes to hold a longer lasting impact in My mind?

Wow. What an amazing opportunity I'm granting you! I'm casually unwinding, checking Twitter, updating My Throne and bantering along as you silently lurk and stare from the sidelines with your miscellaneous clip purchases - too scared to approach, too frail to present tangibly.

I enjoy finding My latest curiosities and desires, while lightly dispersing deliciouslously clickable opportunities to impress at your fingertips.

What's your move, quiet boy?

Wearing: Lululemon Yoga Pants, SKIMS tank top, dirty bubblegum ankle socks

My social battery is feeling a touch worn down after dazzling at a weekend party. I casually position Myself outside for a rare Camel cigarette indulgence teasing you with My relaxed wear of dirty ankle socks, yoga pants and braless tank. I ramble freely feeding you tidbits of a cash handoff and the excitement I'm experiencing with the turning of the season's.

Wearking: Lululemon Yoga Pants, SKIMS Tank Top & bubblegum ankle socks

They say skin to skin contact is essential. That the experience lowers stress and helps regulate our nervous system while releasing the bonding chemical oxytocin.

What science hasn't studied in adding the multiplying factor of texxxture.

I want to change this. I want all the data on the warmth of My bare skin wrapped in lace pushed up against your face

Wearing: Dora Larsen bra

Is it hard to wakeup and remember what all your hours spent at work are for? Do you need motivation to get through all that adulting?

Start your day off right and get nourished with purpose from your ultimate creator and Matriarchal love. I'll dote on you with sugary sweetness and give you something to keep the hardest moments of your day manageable.

Recorded On: Tula Mic

You're following-up with your primary care physician to discuss lab work only to find he's out of office and you've been automatically assigned the fill-in rotation - Dr.Woolf. She seems reasonable enough, perhaps even a touch positive in her enthusiasm towards the future outcomes of your diagnosis.

The position of Matriarchal leader is not for the faint of heart.

Little ones need to led and are constantly bursting with grabby-hand energy for My nourishment. They weaken in their need for the soft warmth of My bosom.

But not all are deserving of My most precious attention.

What will you do to stand out? What will you do to make Me proud?

Wearing: Cuup Pink Satin Bra