I warned Michaela. I gave it to her straight, with no chaser. I spoke clear and slow when I told her what I am, and who I am. I even took her on a ride along to show her what she was committing to. I needed her to understand what she was messin' with...that I'm a damn monster. Underneath all this skin and bones, is a living, breathing demon. Money, clothes, good conversation, and good love making won't change what I am. With each warning, all my pushing away, her crazy ass just kept on coming. Okay. Now that I've finally accepted her love, these fools think to snatch it away? Oh yeah, no lube and raw.... I got something for their asses.