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Sissify Yourself: Learning to Think pt IV


18.15 p.m

- Brian? Can you please come in?

- Um, yes Mrs Stevens!

- Did you ask for me, Catherine?

- Yes, dear. 

- Here. I wanted to introduce you to Mrs...

- Wait a minute!! Is this who I think he is??? Hey!! I mean, he is...

- Yeah, well, first of all, you don't have to stand up. 

- But HE IS...

- Janine! Please! You have to trust me! Just sit down!

- BUT!

- Brian! Will you tell Ms Svensson that she doesn't have to stand up just because you walked in the office?

- Yes, Mrs Stevens. Ms Svensson you don't have to like, stand up or anything!

- Thank you Mr Roberts! But it's polite that I do so. So, please let me. 

- Mr Roberts??? Oh my God! Brian? Will you inform Ms Svensson how you prefer to be called now?

- Yes, Mrs Stevens... Ms Svensson... I would prefer it if you could call me something simple like "Brian"...

- Or...???

- Or...."Bri"...

- Or...????

- Or.... "brat"...

- That's my baby...

- Whoa, whoa, whoa!!! What - is - going - on - here???

- Oh, just relax, Janine. I'll explain. 

- BUT HE IS...

- Oh just stop it! You think I don't know who he is??? So, Bri? 

- Yes, Mrs Stevens...

- We had this conversation with Janine over here, about the best penis size, you know? 

- WHOA!!!!! NO!!!

- JANINE PLEASE!!! FOR THE LOVE OF GOD!! See, I told her that as far as I'm concerned, I want to be scared of it, while Janine thinks they all look pretty much the same and she says the difference is if a guy knows how to fuck! What do you think?

- CATHERINE PLEASE! YOU 'VE GOTTEN TOO FAR THIS TIME!! YOU HAVE NO RIGHT!!!

- Mr Roberts, I don't know what gotten into Mrs Stevens, but I assure you I HAD NOTHING TO DO WITH IT!! 

- Whoa...like, why are you asking, Mrs Stevens..?

- DOES IT MATTER, "BRAT"? I'M ASKING BECAUSE I WANT TO!!! AND I CAN DO WHATEVER THE HELL I WANT!! ISN'T THIS ENOUGH FOR YOU???

- What-the...????

- Whoa.....yes...Mrs...Stevens...I'm...so..r..ry...

- SO, WILL YOU BE A GOOD GIRL AND ANSWER THE FUCKIN QUESTION???

- WHAT-THE-HELL????

- Well... I don't know what to say, Mrs Stevens... It depends on a lot of factors - for me, it matters because I'm short, so a cock that's too big definitely hurts in the "ow, you're hitting my stomach kind of way". But one that's too small - you know, small enough to get lost in his pubic hair (gross!!) - doesn't do anything for me (legit asked: "is it in"?). So essentially, it comes down to whether or not he knows how to use it... cliche, I know, but it's the truth...

- Yeah, but I think every girl holds her breath a little bit, because I don't think she wants to be with a guy with a small penis for the rest of her life, right?

- Right, but I can't stand guys with a big cock that need you to be all in awe of what they think is some cosmic accomplishment, when it's really just genes, or biology, or whatever, you know???

- You're not a size queen, we get it!! Once I was with a guy who was tooooo big, you know? I felt like someone was trying to fit his entire body inside me. He was literally like, if someone was like "here, let me put this jar inside you". Jeez, I'd love to but no, I fuckin physically can't, you know??? But really! If you COULD take it, would you say no??

- Whoa NO!I mean.. the bigger the better, you know?? I'm just saying that we need more than that! He's got to know how to use it too! 

- OH-MY. WHAT-THE-HELL-IS-GOING-ON-HERE??? I'm sorry. Do you want me to leave you two alone? 

- You still don't see it???
- I think I have seen enough!!!
- Brian? 
- Yes, Mrs Stevens!
- Tell Ms Svensson; Who is the real CFO of this company??
- ....You...Mrs Stevens...
- HAHHH....
- And why this, dear?
- Because... I can't... do this...job...Mrs Stevens...
- Why, dear?
- Because...I'm...not..that...bright...Mrs Stevens...
- Are you saying you're stupid, baby?
- ....Well...yes...Mrs Stevens...
- Well, not to me, baby. I know how dumb you are. Tell Ms Svensson.
- ...I..am..not that...bright...Ms Svensson...
- Whoa, I think you're being way too nice with yourself! DON'T TRY TO FLAUNT YOURSELF, DEAR!! JUST TELL HER THE TRUTH! TELL HER WHAT YOU REALLY ARE!! 
- I....
- ARE YOU THE REAL CFO, DEAR????
- No...
- CAN YOU DEAL WITH NUMBERS, AIRHEAD???
- ...No...
- WHO IS THE REAL CFO OF THIS COMPANY???
- ...You...
- CAN YOU DO ANYTHING WITHOUT ME, BABY?
- No...
- TELL HER, DEAR!!! ARE YOU TRYING TO FOOL EVERYONE IN THIS COMPANY ABOUT WHAT YOU CAN REALLY DO?
- ....Y..e...s...
- TELL HER!!!
- I'm trying to fool everyone...Ms Svensson...
- Tell her now, what we decided to do, so that we save your career, my little dumb boy??
- We, like, decided...that...Mrs Stevens does my job...while...I so pretend to be...like, the real..CFO...until...we are ready...to convince...like, the Board...that she..is like, sooo better than me...
- Oh my... But what are you talking about??? Mr Roberts?? What's wrong with you? I mean... you are both joking, right? 
- Brian??
- Yes, Mrs Stevens..
- Come and sit on my lap, will ya?
- Um...yeah, Mrs Stevens...
- OH GOD...
- That's my baby. Now, Brian? Will you be a doll and let Janine over here to give you a small slap in your face?
- WHAT???? NO!!!!
- Brian...?
- Yes...
- Will you...?
- ....Uh...yes, Mrs Stevens...
- WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT??? THERE'S NO WAY I'M SLAPPING MR ROBERTS IN HIS FACE!!!
- Brian? Show me your cheek...

*SMACK*

- Again...

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- See? He's okay with it!

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- Come! See for yourself!
- No....

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- Brian? Will you go sit on all fours at Ms Svensson's feet?

*SMACK*

- ....Y..e...s... Mrs Stevens...
- That's it! Oh just look at him. Isn't he perfect?
- Whoa.... I don't know what to say...
- Don't say anything. Just slap him and you will see I'm not joking.
- WHAT??? NO! I CAN'T!
- WELL CAN'T YOU SEE WHAT'S GOING ON HERE??? JUST SLAP THAT DUMB BITCH IN HIS STUPID FACE AND LET'S TALK ABOUT BUSINESS, WILL YA???
- I CAN'T! HE'S MR ROBERTS!!! HE'S...

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- HE'S MY BITCH! THIS IS WHAT HE IS!!

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- CAN'T YOU SEE???

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- HE IS A FUCKIN AIRHEAD, WHO HAD EVERYONE BELIEVE HE IS A GENIUS OR SOMETHING, WHEN THE ONLY THING HE WILL EVER BE DECENT AT, IS BRINGING ME MY MORNING COFFEE!!!

*SMACK*

- OH MY GOD!!! WHAT IS GOING ON HERE????

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- WAKE UP, DEAR!!! THAT BITCH OVER HERE, WAS TRYING TO FOOL EVERYBODY! DON'T YOU SEE? 
- ....
- ALL THIS TIME YOU WERE MADE TO BELIEVE THAT THIS GUY, WHO'S NOW STANDING AT YOUR FEET, IS OUR LEGENDARY C.F.O!
- Whoa.....
- WELL JUST LOOK AT HIM!! COULD THIS MAN EVER PASS AS A CFO??
- Whoah....

*SMACK*

- GO ON, SLAP HIM! COULD THIS GUY EVER PASS AS A MEMBER OF A BOARD??

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- I can't....believe...it...

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- Neither did I, dear. At first. Neither did I..
- BUT HOW? I mean...
- I 'll explain to you, dear. That bitch thought he could get away with it. But he got caught...
- Mfmffffmfffff...!!!
- Wha...is he trying to say something??

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- WHAT?

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- NO!!

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- I DON'T THINK SO...

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- AFTER ALL, EVEN IF HE DID, I DON'T THINK THAT HIS EMPTY HEAD WOULD EVER TURN IT INTO A COMPLETE SENTENCE...

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- Tell, Ms Svensson, baby! Were you trying to say something??
- Mffffmff.... I.... whoa..... NO....
- God, he's so stupid!!!

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- DO YOU THINK WE HAVE TIME TO DEAL WITH YOUR STUPID THINGS RIGHT NOW, AIRHEAD?
- ....I...'m.......
- MS SVENSSON IS A REAL EXECUTIVE, YOU KNOW?? DOING A REAL JOB!!! SHE HASN'T SUCKED HER WAY UP TO HER COMPANY!!
- WHAT??? Whoa....
- Well, he knows what I'm talkin about...
- Uh..... I...... I'm not..... uh....
- Okay, okay, I see your point! Now, why don't you be a good girl and bring us some coffee? We've got a lot to talk about with Ms Svensson...

- That's my girl...




- Okay! Now what was all that??? Don't you think you owe me an explanation????
- I was going to, anyway, honey!!
- Well, I'm all ears!!!
- Come closer. 
- WHY? 
- Just be quiet!! And listen..
- Well, we've known each other for how long?
- What? What could it possibly have to do with our case???
- Just answer me!!! It's been what? 2? 3 Years??
- I don't remember!! Let's say 3! Why??
- Well. What I'm about to tell you is of utmost importance. Which means I have to be sure that the person I'm talking to is 100% trustworthy. So. Are you??
- What... what is this???? What is going on here???
- ARE YOU???
- YES I AM!!! OK??? JUST TELL ME WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE!!!
- Janine, just listen to me! What I'm about to tell you may change your life forever.
- What do yo...
- Listen. I called you here for a reason.
- You mea...
- I mean I wanted you to see what you saw, so that you believe what I'm about to tell you.
- Believe? What? Why?
- Because I need you to believe, honey! So that you help me! And when you do, it will be my time to help you...
- Wha... what... do all that... stuff mean... What are you... saying??
- Well, can't you see??? What you just saw, dear??? Don't you get it???
- What? No!! What is going on here?? Is it about Mr Roberts?? You were both acting so... whoa, weird!!! 
- Weird? That wasn't weird. At least for him.. Oh dear.. You are so naive...
- What are you talking about??
- There are so many things you don't know, honey... Things that nobody knows about...
- What things??? Come on!!! 
- Well, dear. Thing is... that if I tell you. You will then have to be on my side. Become a team with me, you know?
- Why??? 
- Because... dear. If we both know. We could both benefit from it. And believe me, honey. It will be a pretty big benefit...
- Catherine for the love of God, will you just say what you have to say??? I can't take this no more!!
- Does this mean you wanna be a part of this?
- WELL, YES!! ARE YOU HAPPY NOW??? SOMETHING WEIRD IS CLEARLY GOING ON HERE AND I DECIDED TO GO FOR IT AND TRUST YOU! THERE YOU HAVE IT!! YOU WANT ME TO TAKE AN OATH NOW, OR SOMETHING???
- Oh that's nice, baby. That's really nice. You took the right decision, honey. You won't regret this. Believe me, it's the smartest move you have ever done in your life...
- WILL YOU JUST... TELL ME WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON???
- Shhh!! Lower your voice!! Just listen... You are the only one who knows about this. 
- WHAT?
- Mr Roberts, has a skeleton in his closet.
- What do you mean??
- Mr Roberts is not the person you think he is. What I'm about to tell you will crash everything you have ever thought about him. 
- What do yo...
- Are you ready to hear this?
- YES!
- Well... Mr Roberts is a fake! There it is!
- What do you mean fake?
- Mr Roberts, our CFO, has no idea about finance. No fucking idea.
- That can't be true.
- Well it is!
- IS THIS WHAT I WAS WAITING TO HEAR? FOR GOD'S SAKE, THAT'S B.S!!!!
- Hmmm. Is it?
- OH MY GOD!!! I WAS SO STUPID!!! 
- Will you just keep it down and fuckin listen????? 
- N...
- WELL SHUT THE FUCK UP!!! This is fuckin serious!!! Will you please be quiet and just open your fuckin ears???? It's our chance here!!!!
- ....
- Janine listen! Before you say anything I have to tell you these were the exacts thoughts that I had as well! "Mr Roberts? Our high and mighty CFO? A fraud?" I'm telling you: I KNOW!
- Well then?
- Well I spied on him! I started following his moves! I tried to see what the hell was going on! I had to find out if my hunch was telling me the truth!
- What are you saying?
- I'm saying what YOU 're saying! That it's fuckin weird! Who can a fraud keep one of the most powerful positions in the damn company??
- Oh my God, this is the most ridiculous accusation I have ever heard in my whole life!!
- Hmmm. Is it?? Ok. So let's go back a few moments...
- What is it this time?
- If my accusations are ridiculous, let me ask you: How you explain his behavior, just a couple of minutes earlier?
- Well, that was what I was waiting to hear! An explanation!!
- So, there you have it. Your explanation. Right in front of your eyes...
- Meaning that..?
- WAKE UP, DEAR! MEANING THAT MR ROBERTS IS A FUCKIN SLUT WHO FUCKS OTHER MEN IN THIS COMPANY SO THAT HE GETS TO KEEP HIS FUCKING POSITION!!!
- THIS-IS-FUCKIN-INSANE, DEAR!! TOTALLY INSANE....
- WELL..... IS IT?????? WAKE UP, WOMAN!!!! A COUPLE OF MINUTES EARLIER I HAD HIM ON HIS KNEES, WHILE I WAS SLAPPING HIS FACE LIKE A WHORE!! HOW YOU EXPLAIN THAT???
- I don....
- A COUPLE OF MINUTES EARLIER I HAD YOUR CFO TELLING YOU THAT HE CAN'T DEAL WITH NUMBERS!!! HOW YOU EXPLAIN THAT???
- I...
- I WAS CALLING YOUR CFO AN "AIRHEAD"!!! HOW YOU EXPLAIN THAT???
- ...
- RIGHT NOW, I HAVE HIM GET US COFFEE!!!! EXPLAIN THAT!!!!!
- I... I really... don't know what to say...
- There's nothing I want you to say!! You just have to listen! I have done the job for you. FOR US!!
- What do you... mean...?
- Keep it down... In 3 days I'm asking Ballard for a dinner...
- BALLARD???? OUR CEO???
- Shhhh!!!!! Yes! 
- WHY????
- I'll have a small talk with him...
- WHAT DO YOU MEAN????
- Well, let me put it this way! Say you 're the number one person in a company. And you have a Board. A Board that of course reflects YOU and your job. And of course you have shareholders as well. You know. People with money. People who have rights over you and your company. People who want the company to do well, so that they get more rich, you know?
- Where are you getting at?
- Hmmm. Now, say your shareholders learn that their company's Chief Financial Officer is actually an airhead bimbo who can't even count the number of cocks she got so that she earns her position. How would you feel about it? As the CEO of that company of course...
- You are not....
- Oh yes I am, dear...
- Will you...
- Ballard is a clever man, honey. I'm sure at some point he has already noticed that something was going on with Brian...
- What are you going to do??
- What needs to be done so that this company doesn't fall apart, dear...
- What are you saying?
- Can you imagine our stock price when everybody learns that our CFO can not tell the difference between one and one million?
- What are you gonna ask Ballard to do?
- Now THAT'S a proper question! Come closer, dear... Let me whisper it to you...
- ...
- I am going... to ask him.. to make YOU the new CEO...
- WHAT???????
- SHHHHHH!!!!!!!! KEEP QUIET!!!!!
- What did you just said???
- Shhhh, dear. Please... keep it down. You heard me. I am going to ask Ballard, uhmmm, I guess "order" would be a more proper verb, anyway, I am going to inform Ballard about our little situation here and I am going to help him decide which position would be a better fit for his attributes, as I'm sure he will realize that for the position of the CEO, YOU would be the perfect fit.  
- I... I ca... I...
- Oh yes you can, my love. You can and you will. Janine Svensson will be our company's next CEO. Get used to it. Ballard himself will ask for her. And you know that whoever controls Ballard controls the Board... Don't you, my dear?
- Whoa.... what do I have... to do...?
- Another fine question, my love. Another fine question... Listen. Ballard will learn that it was you who found out about Roberts. It will give you points as a CIO and it will keep everybody's eyes off me.
- You are out of your mind! You are talking nonsense!!
- Am I?
- There's no way... I don't even know why am I sitting here!!
- Because dear... deep down you know everything I say is the truth...
- NO!!! YOU ARE CRAZY!!!
- Am I, dear? Then why aren't you leaving?
- Because...
- Are you dreaming, honey? Ballard's chair maybe?
- YOU ARE OUT OF YOUR MIND!!!
- That's okay, dear. Go home! Think about it! It's not that you have to decide for anything right now... 
- ...
- Well? Come on, leave! Be my guest!
- I will...
- Oh and please, do me a favor. If you see Brian on your way out, tell him that he was late and he has to be punished. He will understand...
- WHAT THE F... WHOAH NEVER MIND!!! I'M OUT OF HERE!!!
- Have a nice day, honey. I'll be waiting for your call...

02.25 a.m




(phone ringing)


- ....Hello...?
- Yes? Ms Svensson???
- Uh... who.. is it??
- Ms Svensson it's me, Mr Roberts!
- MR... WHO??? ROBERTS???
- Yes, I don't have time to explain! I took her phone! You were on speed dial!! 
- My number? Her? Who?? 
- STEVENS!!
- CATHERINE'S??? BRIAN???? WHERE ARE YOU??? YOU KNOW WHAT TIME IT IS???
- Yes! I don't have time! You have to listen to me! And you have to believe me!!
- What's going on??
- I'm not okay! Something's wrong with me!! 
- What?? Speak louder! I can't listen to you!
- I CAN'T! SHE 'LL BE HERE ANY MINUTE!!!
- What?? Who??
- HER!!! 
- Stevens??? Brian, speak clearly!
- Yes! Stevens! I'm in a dark room! She's been doing things to me! Every night!!
- What are you talking about???
- Help me!! She's giving me drugs! Even now! I just got the pills. In a few minutes I will be spaced out! You got to tell someone! Tell my wife! Please help me!!!
- Oh God! Please! I can't take this anymore!!! I don't know what is going on here!!! First Catherine, then you. You both leave me alone!!!
- I'm not... she's messing with my head!!! She's doing stuff to me!! I hear voices! Telling me things!!
- Please... I have to get back to sleep. We'll talk in the morning...
- NOOO!!! Please, Janine!!! Do not hung up the phone! I'll never get the chance to do this! Ever!! I'm tired, Janine... Please.. You have to believe me...
- Believe what??
- She's putting things to my head, Janine...
- What things?
- It's already happening, Janine... I've been learning things... New things...  I've been changing...
- What things???
- Dirty things, Janine... I'm watching right now... I... love it...
- What??? I can't hear you!!!
- Oh I love... what I see now, Janine... 
- See???
- Oh you're a woman, Janine... you would understand... Nooo, I have to fight this...!!!
- What are you talkin about??
- You know who I am, Janine! We've been working together for years! We may not have been friends, but we have both been... members of the... Board... for years... You have to... oh my... that's huge...
- Listen!!! I don't know what the fuck is going on, but I'm telling you this!! I'm gonna find out!! And when I do! One of you is gonna go down!!! I don't know if that person is gonna be you or Catherine!!! GOT IT???
- Do not... trust.. her... she's... evil...
- What?? I can't hear you!!!
- She's been doing things to my head... every... night...
- I can't hear you!!!!!!
- She's... been turning... me... into... oh my...like, look... at him...
- ARE YOU STILL THERE???
- I've been... fighting it... for too... long... I can't... take it... anymore...
- BRIAN???? ARE YOU WHISPERING??
- Pleaaase... somebody... save me... That woman is... dangerous... Somebody... stop her... before it's too... late...
- BRIAN?
- BRIAN???
- .....


*SMACK*

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- WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU 'RE DOING????

*SMACK*

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YOU THOUGHT YOU COULD EVER GET AWAY WITH THIS??????

*SMACK*

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- FUCK!!!!!! SVENSSON??????? HOW COULD YOU BE SO STUPID?????

*SMACK*

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- Oh and now she's calling.... FUCK!!!!!!

*SMACK*

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- You.... will... pay for this....
- WHAT DID YOU SAY????

*SMACK*

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- WELL THAT'S IT, FUCKER!!! THAT'S THE END OF THE LINE FOR YOU!!!

*SMACK*



- YOU THINK YOU CAN FUCK WITH MY CAREER????

*SMACK*

- Oh I've had enough of you, dear... 

*SMACK*

- You see this???? This is your daily dose of the drug that's making you a fucking zombie. For 3 fuckin months now, your system gets filled with 10 fuckin mg's of my drug, while your brain gets penetrated by a million of images for 3 fuckin hours, so that you become the person I want! EVERY FUCKIN DAY!!!! YOU HEAR THAT?? EVERY FUCKIN DAY!!! AND FOR WHAT???? SO THAT YOU CALL YOUR FUCKIN FRIEND AND TELL HER EVERYTHING???? 
- WELL THAT'S IT, BABY!! THAT'S FUCKIN IT!! IT SEEMS YOUR FUCKIN SYSTEM KNOWS HOW TO RESIST, HUH????
- YOU LEAVE ME NO CHOICE, HONEY. I HAVE NO CHOICE HERE...
- I WAS ALWAYS TRYING TO KEEP IT SAFE WITH THE DOSES AND STUFF, YOU KNOW?? SEE, MORE THAN 15 MG'S OF THE DRUG COULD PROVE FATAL FOR YOUR SORRY ASS! YOU KNEW THAT??? AND DID YOU KNOW THAT MORE THAN 5 HOURS WATCHING YOUR STUFF COULD LEAD TO AN EPILEPTIC SHOCK AND THEN... WELL, DEATH???
- WELL, THAT BELONGS TO THE PAST, BABY DOLL. SEE, WE CAN'T HAVE YOUR FUCKIN BRAIN ANYMORE GETTING IN THE WAY. SO, WE 'RE GONNA GET RID OF IT, YOU HEAR ME????

- Nooo.... you will... pay... for this...

- OHHH YOU'RE SO FUCKIN DEAD, HONEY. THIS IS ONE OF THE LAST MOMENTS YOU ARE USING YOUR BRAIN PROPERLY. SO YOU BETTER ENOY YOUR BRAIN FUNCTION NOW, DEAR. 'CAUSE YOU WILL WALK OUT OF THAT DOOR, EITHER AS A BRAIN-DEAD CUM-DUMPSTER, OR WELL... AS JUST DEAD...

- Noooo.......

- OH I REALLY DON'T KNOW WHAT WOULD I PREFER, IF I WAS IN YOUR PLACE, HONEY. BELIEVE ME... 
- I REALLY WISH THOUGH THAT YOUR SYSTEM STAYED STRONG, BABY. REALLY STRONG DURING THIS. BECAUSE THIS TIME..., YOU'RE GETTING 30 MG'S OF YOUR MEDICINE...
- AND I DECIDED TO HAVE YOU SPEND THE ENTIRE WEEKEND WATCHING YOUR STUFF...

- NOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!

- Oh yes, my love... Don't worry, your little wifey will be informed about that super-urgent trip you had to go. I really hope you survive this, though. 'Cause you know, you don't want to be in a car accident or something...

- No..... you won't......

- Oh that's okay, dear. I really believe in you! I'm sure your system will do just fine. I really believe you can break this record. See, judging by the resistance you have showed over the past 3 months, I'm sure you can go through this.
- You know, baby, I don't want you dead either, 'cause I 'll have to set up the car accident and stuff and believe me, I have more important things to think about! 
- And of course, you won't be of any use to me dead...

- You... will... pay....

- See, honey, that's the case! I can't risk having you as my enemy any longer. It's like I'm playing with fire here! We need extreme measures. I don't care if you die in the process, you know? You couldn't keep your mouth shut, huh? None of these would happen...
- It's not gonna be easy for you from now on. I can't jeopardize my career, honey, remember?
- Even if you manage to survive this... oh.. you 're not gonna be the same. Ever! You know, 30 mg's will probably kill you. But anyway, if they don't, then you will enter a state of... let's say apathy, from which you will snap out about 48 hours later. It's the only way to receive the information that you need, sweety. It won't be easy for your brain though, you know? It will leave scars. Permanent scars. 
- Most probably, you will experience a massive IQ drop, honey. See, the average person's IQ is somewhere between 85-114. According to my calculations, if you manage to survive this, you will have an IQ somewhere between 70-80.

- NOOOOOO.....



- You did this to yourself, dear. Never forget that. Don't worry though. You'll be able to function. You 'll just be on the cusp between below-average intelligence and a mild intellectual disability. 

- NOOOOOO.....

- There's no other way, dear. I have to make sure that there's no chance of you trying to tell someone about us. Ever again!

- What....will.... you....do....to me.....

- Oh come on.

You'll just be somewhat mentally impaired, my love. That's fine. You will be able to do everything a 10 year old can do. You will be able to wash yourself, dress yourself, brush your teeth.

- You 'll just talk in more simple sentences, probably write your name and some easy words. 

- Oh you will probably be able to read first grader books as well...

- Thing is I'll do my best to help you understand simple things, even answer to simple things with the correct answer, so that you feel useful and maybe even keep your job as my secretary!

- Nooooo....

- Oh come on, dear. What do you care so much? You'll have what you need!!

- What.....do...I...

- MEN, DEAR!!! MEN!!!

- NOOOOOO......

- Don't tell me that you thought you would ever fuck a woman! Huh??

- Noooo....

- Oh dear. Don't lie to me. We both know you've been having thoughts about men for the past 3 months... 

- There will be no difference! Well except for the fact that with your lowered mental abilities, you'll be attracted to males more like an animal. 

- Don't worry, honey. We'll talk about it...

- Oh and as for your little talk with Janine... God you almost fucked up everything back there... 

- You know, dear, Janine is not stupid. And I'm sure she'll be suspicious about us now. About me...

-And we can't have that, dear. Can we??

- ....

- Yes, honey. We can't have Janine be YOUR friend or something. She has to be MINE, you know?

- I really wish you two, to get along nicely though, you know? And as for her husband, Mark... Well, I really believe she will be supportive about your ridiculously, mind-blowing, out-of-control, crush over him, right?

- Nooooo......

- Oh come on, dear. You remember Mark, don't you? Well, that's okay, you will as of this Monday, sweety. After all a crush is a crush. You never know when it's going to come up! 

- Oh just trust me, my love. It will be a great time for you! Finding everything you ever looked for! The perfect man. It's not easy, you know? Finding a man whom you suddenly realize that's is the object of your deepest dreams, the target of your carnal desires, the human being whose smell will have you drooling like a hyena. 

- Trust me, honey. It will help you focus your problematic brain somewhere. Indulging in your animalistic cravings may help you focus. Just like an animal, you know? 

- I'm not saying it's gonna be easy, but it's gonna be a start! Trying to get yourself the man of your dreams, will surely help you function properly! At least I hope so...

- Although I'm not sure what an almost-retard like you, would ever do for a man like Mark, but anyway, you never know, right?? - He may like to fuck brain-dead whores like you, when his wife doesn't give him some, huh? Or if she's out of town, or anything! I don't know and I don't care! Thing is that you'll have to be "smart", okay? 'Cause if Janine catches you trying to "steal" her husband, I'm sure you 'll have a big, big problem...

- Will you be smart, honey?

- ....

- Oh... I'm sure you will...

- ....

- ....

- ....

- No..... please....

- That's it, sweety. You 're almost off. Let's get you out of here... 

- ......no.....

- Yeah, good boy, let me help you. Mama's gonna take good care of you...

- ............nooooo.......