"<grunt> O-ohhh...oh god, this is embarrassing...h-hi, hi complete stranger...guess it's better than if you were someone I know... <snort> I'm uh...as you can see, I'm in kind of a compromised state right now. I-it's...it's sort of this curse, thing. Ex-boyfriend, long story. <grunt> Whenever I get lost in thought about food or how hungry I am, th-this happens. And...jogging in the park makes me hungry. Most of the time I can keep it together until I get home, but...my luck ran out today. <snrk>
The only way to fix it is...oh gawwd, this is SO embarrassing....I need to um...be 'gratified.' At home I've got certain...tools to help with that, but out here...w-well...is there any way you could...I mean, you don't have to go all the way or anything, just giving me a hand would be enough, and I'm pretty primed up here. I'll make it up to you later, I promise. Please, you've reacted surprisingly well, and I don't want anyone else to see me like this... <squeal>"