I watched your heart skip a couple beats when I told you what I do for a living.  I saw a glimmer of hope in your eye.  I took you home.  You weren't sure what to expect, would I hurt you?  Would we have some wild, crazy whips and chains kind of sex?  You were already so worked up by the time I got you into my bed, you could hardly contain yourself  I told you to keep your hands to yourself while I ground down hard on you in my tight, shiny pants.  You're kind of pathetic though, so naturally you came in your pants and I sent you home with a smirk of disgust and slight disappointment.  Way to blow your one chance, idiot.