When she has abandoned her moral center and teachings...when she has cast aside her facade of propriety and innocently demeanor...when I have so corrupted this fragile thing and brought out a writhing, mewling, bucking, wanton whore for my enjoyment and pleasure.....enticing from within this flower of a women...growling and scratching and biting...taking everything I dish out to her.....at that moment she is never more beautiful to me.