I love her to death

Im scared of my great-grandmother. But when she looks at me, with her bright blue eyes reflecting her once childish lust, It makes me feel some type of way. A feeling I can't describe. I want to make her mine, and mine forever. Only mine. I love the scent of her reeking moldy old greasy skin. I love it. It fills me with the outmost pleasure and ecstasy. I am jealous of my great-grandfather. I will pay him a visit to teach him a lesson. To tell him, "stay away from the woman that brings me to a state of euphoria". He will surely learn his lesson. See you grandfather, for I am giving you a visit in heaven, where you reside today. And for you my lovely dear great-grandmother, put some Vaseline on your thin and crunchie lips, for I will steal the angel's kiss and transfer it to you, my lovely dear great-grandmother, Susy.