"She's even someone's beloved daughter. Her parents will remember when their cute girl wanted to be a pretty princess in a big castle. Now she shows herself to a unknown number of anonymous men. She shaved her holes to show as much as possible. Terms like privacy, shame, dignity, self-respect doesn't exist for her. Her value is measured in the amount of semen that is spurted because of her body. Her soul is worth nothing. Her sensitive, delicate, gentle soul develops into a dull, indifferent, enduring shell. Her eyes turn from sparkling stars to empty, staring, tired spheres. But we don't care. We wank to her pictures. We imagine things with her that we wouldn't even dare to think about with our wives, girlfriends or whatever. When we grow tired of her body, we turn to other, new, younger women. Women who go one step further, who allow themselves to be degraded even more. Solely for the purpose of masturbating and ejaculating onto these empty souls. This girl's body will remain as a numb, used, worn-out shell. Along with her broken, wounded, and perhaps even destroyed soul. She is a wank object with the lifespan of a shooting star. After that, her soul is broken, her body ruined. And we will jerk off to the next girl who gets caught up in this hamster wheel. And it is precisely this circumstance that will excite us the most."