Such exquisite beauty, my dear.

If only your intelligence was of the same brilliance.

Here you stand before me, looking so majestic, yet your facade falters, I see right through you.

You think you deceit, but you wobble slightly in your footing.

A man as myself, does crave to strip you of your innocence, but your lack of experience does make you that much more appealing.

Hush my precious child, it should not come to surprise you that you are a prisoner to my manipulation.

Here you are holding your head up high, yet I can see the truth hidden in your eyes.

Consciously you are afraid, afraid of the truth you've tried so hard to submerge, but here I hold it within my grasp.

Listen close, your whispering lies....

Your no match for my power, watch closely, you have bound your own strings my precious marionette.

Now, throw on your dress and smile that gorgeous smile, the show must go on.