You were always so sweet to me when we were kids… Shy. Kind. A little awkward. Just like me. But now? Now you’re sitting there in my club, wide-eyed and obedient, like the good boy I always knew you’d become. You didn’t recognize me at first—how could you, with the heels, the makeup, the confidence? But one look through these glasses… and it all comes rushing back, doesn’t it? You used to help me carry my books. Now I help you relax. And tonight, Mommy’s going to take care of everything. Just lie back, baby. Be still. Be good. Let me remind you exactly who you belong to.