[recluse]

As you know, being the object of such unbridled desire can be a burden.
Your insatiable lust for me has been apparent since day one.
As the weather turns humid, the smell is overpowering.
Could someone please crack open a window and air this place out?
A little disinfectant wouldn't hurt.
Sadly, with such blatant adoration comes a price.
Jealousy.
recluse envy.
And way too much groping.
Tom, keep your hands to yourself, you randy old relic!
I just needed a little breather from the orgy.
And a bleach bath.
Thank you to all my little lust monkeys.