Nonsense. If there was ever a tally of which of us proves most spoiled, my darling, you would top with ease.
But then what don't you top with ease? Must be so hard for you right now, still at such a distance with your mind and sobriety in the gutter, dreaming of what I might surrender just to see you in a filthy little ensemble.
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Nonsense. If there was ever a tally of which of us proves most spoiled, my darling, you would top with ease.
But then what don't you top with ease? Must be so hard for you right now, still at such a distance with your mind and sobriety in the gutter, dreaming of what I might surrender just to see you in a filthy little ensemble.