Whispers

"THE SILENCE LAY BEFORE YOU LIKE AN ENDLESS MYRAD OF PAIN AND SUFFERING. YAWNING BEFORE YOU IN AN ENDLESS SUCCESSION OF LONELY NIGHTS AND EVEN LONELIER DAYS. YOU LAY ON YOUR BED TOSSING AND TURNING THE SEXUAL URGES GETTING TO YOU AND LIQUID POOLS BETWEEN YOUR LEGS. YOU WAKE IN COLD SWEATS AND THE SEXUAL DREAMS AND NIGHTMARES BECOME TOO MUCH FOR YOU TO HANDLE. IN I COME, A RELIEF AND END TO YOUR SUFFERING. THROWING YOU A ROPE, AND ALL YOU HAVE TO DO IS REACH OUT......."