Artisanal Mind Control

"I- I can't stop."

"Yes you can, you can stop any time you like."

"No, I- it's just that, I feel like I have to. I need, I just need a minute to think-"

"Well, you'd better think fast. I'm very close, and I think you said something about this being a 'bad time' for you?"

"...um, yes? Wait, what- what day is it?"

"Ooh, a forgetful catholic girl! That's a dangerous way to live, especially if you're going to go home with random strangers."

"I don't!"

"Oh really? What's my name?"

"...um-"

"Where are you right now?"

"It's, uh, a hotel room?"

"Where did we meet?"

"I can't-"

"-can't remember. Yeah, that tracks. You seem like the kind of girl who would 'forget' her Plan B after a night like this."

"No! I can't... I mean I wouldn't... please just pull out!"

"You're the one on top of me, or did you forget that too? Oh, fuck!"

"What? What happened?"

"...nothing you need to worry about, we're done here."