Battle of the sexes

You hated me for going after your dad in his old age. You called me a gold digger. Only it for the money. I'll let you in on a little secret.

I was. He knew it. And it didn't stop him riding me every night until I drained him dry. You want the same thing too don't you?

Or I could hop off you now. Walk out of your life. I will if you don't give me your bank details right now. Go on. Whisper them in my ear or I'm leaving you high and dry.

Just what I thought. Just like your daddy. Be a good boy and finish off so i can go shopping.