The funny thing about my occupation
is I have an important document,
records of all your information, and
access to the keys to your apartment.

They'll hear stories on the ten o'clock news
about the girl that jumped from eleven stories high.
I guess this is what you wanted to choose,
but I never said you were going to die.


When I ask you for an answer,
promise that you will not scream;
either hide your head in the pillow
or leap through your window screen.

I guess this is what you choose,
I never said you were going to die!

If it were consensual we'd no longer be friends,
but you'll become upset if I force you into this.

The choice is yours on how you will
give in to my unreasonable demands!
Lord Gold feeds from your orifices and he wants to see you sweat.
Lord Gold probes you publicly and makes your pussy wet.
Now say his name.....