Wendy @ 844-33-CANDY, ext. 424

You watch as I twirl the emerald-looking pendant around and around in my fingers.  You quickly look up into my eyes, wondering as to what will happen next, but it is as if I am not even looking at you.  You only hear me whisper, “Sleep”.  You quickly lose consciousness.

After a while, you slowly open your eyes, looking around in a room that you do not even remember walking into.  You slowly pick yourself up into sitting position, and see me sitting in a chair across from the sofa that you are on.  I am not wearing the jeans that I had on right when you fell asleep, which doesn’t seem so long ago to you.  Instead, I am wearing this short, sheer little black dress.  You want to stand up to walk over to me but find yourself to be immobile, completely unable to move.  You feel as if your muscles are frozen, without a will of their own.  And you try to clear your mind of the fog, but cannot seem to think anything but my name, “Wendy…Wendy…Wendy…”  It starts to dawn on you that you are under a spell, captive to me.  And you are not sure how to break that spell, you are not even sure that you want to break the spell.

You soon find yourself relinquishing everything to me.  It is as if your mind is a robot and I am the one with the remote control.  You give me complete access to all of the inner workings of your life.  You hand over your wallet, your car keys, everything that I ask for without even saying anything.  You have found that my eyes are like controlling magnets, and all you can hear in your mind is my voice whispering “Wendy…Wendy…Wendy…”  My name is the only word that you understand anymore.  Completely under my spell, you are not even sure how you got this way.  Did I put something in your drink?  Did I inject anything into your system?  But you are not even sure that you care.  You add some words to the mantra that is floating around in your head:  “Whatever Wendy wants is what Wendy will get.”

Wendy @ 844-33-CANDY, ext. 424