As I stand up from my desk, a wide smile on my face, you notice that sound and motion around you are non-existent. You only hear and see me. My long black hair, my pretty green eyes. My mouth...there was something there...

Those were...beautiful emerald green eyes. Lost in the gaze. The job interview was...the...what? These eyes are so beautiful, aren't they? As I sit on my desk, right in front of you, you forget everything but my eyes. And while you do, your mind is ready...

"You cute little thing...your mind belongs to me now. You belong to me now. I am sure you will perform...admirably...once I've done away with all that garbage inside your head. You don't need any of that. All you need to do is obey Mistress, don't you?"

You nod. That made sense. There wasn't anything else to worry about. Mistress...that didn't sound right. What about the job inter....beautiful eyes. Mistress can think for you...