The sorest spot.
Boys, hi.
You know how much I love you, right?
At 8, 9, and 10,
Caleb will handle the field cleansing.
I purred in every possible way yesterday,
so let’s hope Mr. Caleb has mercy
and doesn’t start executing people in batches.
Unlikely, — Hades.
Give the psycho authority and see what happens, — Mushu.
Here I blush.
Sorry, darling.
Maybe they didn’t do it on purpose.
Yeah, sure, — Hades and Mushu burst out laughing with zero shame.
Pigs.
I will lead the field at 13:00,
20:00,
and 23:00.
And if nobody drops dead,
then at 02:00 too.
The 13:00 and 20:00 sessions
will go straight into the sorest spot:
the alpha gets nervous, twitchy, and wired
if the beloved woman does not write to him for even one day.
She abandoned him.
He knew it.
He should never have gotten attached in the first place.
She is just like everyone else.
All of it was a lie.
The beloved woman doesn’t love her alpha.
He is alone again.
Nothing new.
The world has once again confirmed
that no one can be trusted.
Can you imagine?
Yes.
That is what this shameless alpha thinks
about the beloved woman.
A nightmare.
So at 13:00 and 20:00,
I’ll be dancing around and singing songs at him
so thoughts like these
stop crawling into the alpha’s head.
All of this will go into the practice too:
She will abandon me.
She doesn’t need me.
She is not interested in me.
She only wants my money.
She will leave,
and I will die.
Without her, I am nobody.
I am completely alone.
If she does not write to me,
my life is over.
Mhm.
So everyone who is afraid
that I will leave him,
abandon him,
walk away —
abandon, leave —
all of it will go into the practices.
Boys,
throw all this nonsense out of your heads.
We have love here, actually.
So there can be no
“she will leave,”
“she will walk away,”
“she will find someone else.”
Okay.
Growl.
Power.
Command.
Pure sex.
Mr. Caleb’s energy:
Full focus, boys.
The sorest spot goes into the field.
The nonsense leaves the head.
The body learns:
the beloved woman is here.
