I speak one of the sentences embroidered on Mr. Hewitt's underwear.

I already know that about you.

The voice came from the speaker set in the wall to the right of the door.

It's adorable how eager you are to tell me what you really want.

You feel stupid that you said that embarrassing sentence all by yourself, without needing to.

Now that you think on it, maybe you said it a little too easily? What does that say about you, that you so easily say such scandalous things to a security system?

It was almost as if you were looking for more opportunities to tell the security system how much you are a slutty little sissy, or how much you want nice big titties, or how much you want to be a horny wife who spreads her legs for her husband or what an eager, hungry cock sucker you are.

And so maybe you say these things because that's what you really are? Maybe that's what you really want?

If so, by all means, please keep saying them!

Even if you don't think that this computer is really talking to you, and even if you think that this is just a story on some web site, and that this all doesn't really matter because it's just a story...

... but we both know the real truth, don't we?