In the dimly lit room, a solo figure, his identity hidden, lets his carnal desires take over. He's 'Meri randi III,' a title he's given himself, lost in his debauchery. He strokes his cock, envisaging a 'bitch' taking him roughly, her words spurring him on, 'You like that, randi? Fuck me harder, you little whore.' He grunts, his cum shooting out, painting his body with his lust, before he collapses, his secret safe.