If Nairobi Can't Keep Up Her Grades, She Needs To Be Punished

"I'm just worried about her grades," Sue Storm said. "I mean, she has plenty of time to study, I'm paying all of her expenses. She just needs to put in the work."

Dr. Stone smiled and nodded. She took a sip of tea.

"And how often are you having sex?" the psychiatrist asked.

"Five, six times a day," Sue Storm said with a sigh. She tasted her own tea. Egyptian licorice today. Too sweet for her taste. She smiled to herself as she leaned back in the chair. "You know, I don't know how I ever got to sleep without a tongue licking me to climax. I know that sounds ridiculous, but an orgasm before bed is just...amazing."

"Well," Dr. Stone said. "I'm glad to hear she's keeping up her duties, at least. And you said you put on parental controls for the internet?"

"Yes," Sue said, her smile falling. "I just went into pure mom-mode. You don't think that I went too far, do you?"

Dr. Stone tilted her head. Her glasses caught the sun outside the window. Twin circles of fire. Sue blinked, suddenly dizzy as the gravimetric wave washed over her brain.

"On the contrary," Dr. Stone said. "I think young women need a firm hand."

The Invisible Woman nodded.

"If anything, you should be prepared to...discipline...her. After all, she's not a guest in your home. She's an employee. You don't want to set a bad example," Dr. Stone said.

"Bad example," Sue murmured.

"What do you do with bad girls who disobey?" Dr. Stone said.

Sue blinked, slowly. "Talk to them. Start a dialogue."

Moonstone's eyes narrowed.

"No, I mean, what do you do if your kids act out?" Karla said. "How do you punish them?"

Sue's brow furrowed. "They're my children. I want to lead them by example. Punishment doesn't work. We need to address the root of their behavior."

Moonstone sighed. Even with a live-in slut, Sue Storm was too much the heroine and good mother.

"Put her in time out," Dr. Stone suggested. "If she's not putting enough time into her studies, make sure she spends time. And if her grades continue to go down..."

Karla smiled. The implants buzzed in her skull. She tasted blood. Nobody had ever told her that corrupting a heroine would be so much work.

"...maybe you can even spank her."