Nostalgic yet bitter, I revisit my old haunts, stumbling upon my ex's new flame. She's a fiery Latina, just as I remember – only now, she's mine to tease and torment. I whisper sweet nothings in her ear, my hand wandering down her curves, her breath hitching as I remind her of what she's missing. She's eager, hungry for my touch, but I'm not here to satisfy. I'm here to make her beg.