so this is it, I have to do it now, I have to tell you where it all comes from, why my hair is constantly falling inside the aubergine soup, why I cannot make any sounds any more. But you know already, I 've tried so not to give in. Inside my ears there is a small ball of hair waiting for you, have you touched part of my sweet little hair, my summer drop, have you even looked at it properly yet. This is the night of the cockring master, the amazing cockring master. I will draw you on the cockbook and keep you forever.