If we loved Steve Aylett, really loved him in the way that he deserves, a selfless love that genuinely wanted nothing save his happiness and comfort, we'd lobotomise him.
Quadruple crap. Why couldn__ I control myself? Why did he have this effect on me? __re you compelling me right now?__o my surprise, his smile held an edge of sadness. __hat would give you a much needed excuse, but I am afraid I am not.__urse my body for reacting to his. As long as I kept him out of my heart, I would be okay.__ think it a bit too late for that, my dear.___ou__e using old man speak again._ I made a face. __t__ creepy.__e chuckled. ____l try to remember that, but I haven__ been around humans much in the past hundred years. It__ hard to keep up with the changes in common dialect.___et__ keep on topic, Jett. You were going to teach me how to control my mind.
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Quadruple crap. Why couldn__ I control myself? Why did he have this effect on me? __re you compelling me right now?__o my surprise, his smile held an edge of sadness. __hat would give you a much needed excuse, but I am afraid I am not.__urse my body for reacting to his. As long as I kept him out of my heart, I would be okay.__ think it a bit too late for that, my dear.___ou__e using old man speak again._ I made a face. __t__ creepy.__e chuckled. ____l try to remember that, but I haven__ been around humans much in the past hundred years. It__ hard to keep up with the changes in common dialect.___et__ keep on topic, Jett. You were going to teach me how to control my mind.
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