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Hi, this is Natasha Nice at missax .com, and I'm going to give you all of my

love.

Robert. What? What's wrong?

Remember how I asked you to help around the house?

I came home from the work day from hell to

find that you didn't do the dishes.

Or take out the trash.

The home is a sty.

Have you thought about maybe getting a housekeeper?

Maybe we need one.

Who's paying for a housekeeper?

I don't know.

You? I am sick and tired, Robbie. Do you realize how hard it is to work two

jobs? I mean, this is ridiculous. All I ask for is that the house be tidy when I

come home from work.

Do you know what...

Steven said to me today, when I asked him if I could wear anything but these

damn heels, I said, can I wear flats, Mr. Stevens? And he said, no, that would

be unprofessional, even though I'm running around all day doing all of his

errands for him in these heels. Wow.

This bitch is going ballistic again.

She thinks I have nothing to do but go to school and clean the house.

She doesn't even realize that I'm going to school for her, to please her, to

make her proud of me.

It's my dream.

to teach yoga, to sell my paintings, and she wants me to go to medical school. I

despise medical school. It's agony.

It's not my passion. It's hers.

I get a few hours to try to peacefully zone out, and now she wants me to get up

and clean up.

I wish Dad was still around. He'd support my dream.

He always had a way of convincing her to see a different point of view.

I wish I could reprogram her like the anthropomorphic practice bodies at

I need her to be more loving. More understanding and... That's just it. You

just... You have to go.

Go.

Go.

Go.

Go.

Are you okay?

Yeah. I was just thinking about how terrible I sound.

Have you ever... Heard your own voice. Just felt disgusted.

I think that just happened to me.

Like a sort of epiphany.

Okay. Well, I'm going to go downstairs and clean up the dishes and maybe

run to the liquor store. No.

No.

I don't know what I want right now, honey. My head is a little blurry.

You just need to relax.

Is that what you would like me to do?

Yes.

You're relaxing in my bed?

Uh, where would you like me to relax now, son?

Wherever you want.

I'm sorry, darling. I can't even think about what I want.

Why don't you go lay in the bath with your lavender salt? Doesn't that always

relax you?

Yeah.

Oh, uh, sorry.

Um, I was about to head out.

Good morning, darling.

Where are you still in the bathtub? Aren't you supposed to leave at 8 .30?

Would you like me to go to work, darling?

Why do you keep asking me what I want?

Are you feeling well? No, I'm not well.

My body is 92 .12 degrees Fahrenheit.

Or 33 .4 degrees Celsius.

Oh! It's freezing in there! What?

What are you doing in there? Let me get you a towel.

Would you like me to stop relaxing in the tub?

Yeah. Obviously. Would you fall asleep in here?

Put this towel on.

Yes, master.

Master?

Just, okay.

Just turn yourself off, please.

Master? The APB robots at school respond to commands with Master.

Step out of the tub.

Yes, Master.

I don't know.

Please stand on one leg for me.

Okay, okay, back down.

Okay, raise your right hand.

Okay, back down.

Raise your left hand.

Okay, put the right one back up.

Okay,

cover yourself up with a towel, please.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

Do you remember last night yelling at me during the storm?

Yes. I can assure you that I will not displease you again.

or something?

I'm being reprogrammed to suit you.

Is that some sort of sick joke? Are you trying to teach me some sort of lesson?

Electromagnetic waves from the lightning storm last night paired with your wish,

my regret, and self -actualization resulted in a force of EPG waves that

reprogrammed my anterior coagulate and prefrontal cortexes.

In short, your desires are now my desires.

I think I need you to come lay in your bed for a second.

Okay, come here.

Are you hungry,

Master?

I think I need to get you to the doctor.

I am well, Master.

Okay.

Do you ever think you'll be able to drive or go to work or have a

with someone you knew?

Yes, Master.

Okay.

You gotta stop calling me Master.

I don't know why I did that There's no need to be sorry

Can you kiss me here?

What? Wait, I can't. I can't. That's... Your desires are my desires.

um um

Let's just please you.