I chat with you for a long time about our days back in school. I’m a really mean girl, and I think it’s hilarious how badly you used to obsess over me. I would always keep you firmly friend-zoned. So firmly! We were best friends, and you were always so sweet, always wishing we were more than friends. I laugh as I remember all the ways I used to torment you. I loved how pathetic you were with the gifts, the attention, and the notes. I talk about our school days for ages as I laugh and giggle. I mock you for jerking off alone at home while you imagined my dates with other guys. I humiliate you about your obsession with my panties. I find your embarrassment funny. I laugh about leaving a permanent mark on you.