Was the thought of this just too much for you? Did you get tired staring down my shirt, or trying to peek up my skirt, and then running off to the men's room to jack off?
That's what you do isn't it you little pervert? Admit it, you're nothing but a pathetic stroke-addict.
"Yes Katie, I'm a pathetic stroke addict."
Yeah, like everyone doesn't already know. Tell you what, why don't you crank it right now? Go on, show me what you do when you think about me.