You're alone, or sometimes not, and it hits you. That little rush in the back of your mind. It oozes through you and you know. This is always how it starts.

You try to put it put of your mind but it spreads. Your arousal triggers more easily. You're trying to be 'good' but somewhere you know that you're denying who you truly are.

You pick up your phone. You go check reddit but linger on the homepage. Just a glance at that subreddit. A peak, nothing more. It is never just a peak is it?

You're fighting it by now. You could just make an account. It'll just be for the subs you don't want on your main. Beautiful little lies.

You stare at the porn before you and feel it luring you in, luring you back. You know you've already lost. You become tempted by everything. A tease everywhere you look. It's calling you. You're stronger than this though. You can fight temptation despite all evidence to the contrary.

The losing battle feels good. Too good. And bit by bit you give yourself over to Phase Two: seduction.