I am a master. An elitist. I am at the top of my field, and I know what I am doing. Women want me. They worship me. They come to me to fulfill all their needs--all of them. I can have any one of them I want. But I only want her. A goddess with a perfect body. So pure, so vulnerable. She takes notice of me, but I obsess over her. I know how this game is played, and I know she can have her pick of the lot...