What made you do that?”“I guess I wanted some adventure, something exciting, something naughty. And Pete wasn’t able to give that to me.”“An... did you get it?”“No. Instead, I ruined my relationship with Pete.”“So then you tried to use me to break up with Pete. But he surprised you by giving grudging approval. You knew that he wouldn’t like it and hoped he’d end it. But then I refused you. And you broke up with him and sent me away.”“Yes, and I ruined my relationship with you.”“Do you want a. ’ Isaac snapped his phone shut, looked over at Dr. La Huerta and smiled. ‘Hungry?’   Over lunch, Agent Isaac and Dr. La Huerta discussed the situation. ‘What do you think made him go off script?’ La Huerta asked. ‘No telling,’ Isaac grumbled as he used his fork to pry the meat out of a crab claw. ‘The process is very complicated. Hypnotic breaks happen, cerebral implants crash, that’s what we’re here for. Ours is not to reason why, my dear doctor.’ La Huerta cringed as she suffered a brain. Her hips moved up to meet his, grinding her pelvis against him and not stopping until his balls were resting against her backside. Having cum once already, he was not going to cum as quickly this time. He seemed to be savouring being inside her, soaking in her juice. He was mesmerized by watching his cock split her delicate pink folds and her body swallowing him up. Sophie surrendered to the orgasm that Ryu coaxed out of her body. Even while her body was trembling beneath him, he kept thrusting. Brushing past a few more familiar faces, she ducked under a hanging velvet cloth behind which a stairway descended. A few steps down, she was in darkness. She felt around, finding the large wooden door leading to the back room, and unhinged it, shoving it open. She clasped around until she found the hanging lightbulb overhead, and switched it on. There she stood in the same small, dingy enclosure she did most nights. In the argot of place, this room was referred to as the ‘Easy Hole.’ This.