Enjoy Sex Appeal as It Is

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The Dilemma

“They all are assholes, the whole extended family, even! They're all that bad!”

“I suppose you mean that they all feel that it's not worth it to be moral, unless they themselves, respectively I mean, are threatened somehow?”

“Yes! I mean that!”

“I suppose, then, they all are bastards enough not to ever be considerate towards those they can't find to be potential enemies if they don't?”

“I guess so, bro!” Richard said. “Mom and dad also say they're all but totally evil. I even say totally!”

His brother looked at him. “I feel that our parents are right! They're hardly that evil! At least not all of them!”

“But then why do they freaking pretend everyone else is too low to be considered a friend, even those who are good enough to be friends with everybody else?!”

“I don't know! Perhaps they're as stubborn as that! And then the evils in them makes it even worse than what that would be in the first place!”

“Even so, Daniel, we have to admit to ourselves that they seem to have evil in their genes, don't they?!”

“It might only seem to be that! You know it's cultural! I guess that means it must be social in their case, since they're all part of the same culture we are!”

“I can't say they're not evil in their genes because they all seem to be the same kind of stuck up about it!”

Daniel looked thoughtfully at his brother. “Have you spoken to mom or so, let's see what she thinks! Or to dad? I bet he, even, wouldn't want to agree with that!”

“I feel that whether or not they do feel that way, they wouldn't want to deal with them much, and they couldn't, they either, I think, come up with any explanation for their evil, probably than the one I had! I mean they're not fucken losers who would have to be desparate or something! They're not obviously different from us and the others here, so that they'd perhaps be bullied ... or become paranoid in some other way - from being outsiders, that is. ...”

“But how could it be that their extended family on both sides should be the same about that!? I mean they shouldn't be evil both sides, if it's just one trait that we don't all have or something, we who actually are much of the same heritage (or at least so it seems)?!”

“I don't know for sure, but I feel they might be inbreeding, simply! Perhaps there's no one else to fuck for those bastards!”

“Haha! I guess you're right in that sense! They can't find others who are actually evil enough even that!”

But now Richard took time to think for a while. “I think that,” he began at last, “they don't feel good enough to actually be screwed by anyone who isn't evil enough to be their friend. But at the same time I bet they could be rapists and such!”

His brother sighed. “I agree. I too can believe that they're too evil to have any other kids than those who spring from rape and so on, apart from perhaps those who come to be in some evil orgy or so!”

“Yeah! That's where I'm coming from!”

“I declare that we aught to be able to label them genetically evil. But what if it seems that we're simply being evil ourselves? I mean the Nazis, and there are lots of other tyrannies too that did that, they pretended it was evil to be for example a Jew - I mean with the Nazis it was for example a Jew. And the others, they too had some similar prejudices! Sort of like anyone could be taken as their enemy as soon as they had some outer feature that made them pertain to some group they - the tyrants - labelled as the enemy!”

“I know! And that's why I feel that this shouldn't be seen as similar to the tyrannies; because they don't very much have features that make them pertain to so-called enemies - except for exactly that they really re nasty, cruel and evil! ... It's only that still it will be seen, I guess, like something that could be them, since they oftentimes - right, bro? - pretended to be threatened by the evil in those enemies.”

“That's right! And thereby I pertain to that this shouldn't be said, and that we should just be hating them for what they are, and they should go to hell when they die, and that will solve it all!”

With that they ended their conversation.

In a Very Hypnotic Envorinment

“I wish!” he said as if he was making a point by saying so. “I wish they weren't so damned bastard faking that i am not applicable for being clear about what our leaders mean by their complements for Avawlah and his colleagues in the army of our expansion.”

His cousin looked at him. “I wish too,” she answered, “that they don't feel threatened by that we don't find humiliation-gorged responses to be very cool to accept as the attitudes we want to have to appreciate, as long as it's with others!”

They had both been humiliated in childhood by the hypnosis of the enemy duo that tended to - rather invisibly   - deprive everyone who can't handle their techniques of sophistication-inclined reasoning of being reliable - and even more of being seen as such by their peers and superiors. It was evident that they couldn't find ways to define their problems, because both of them had been depraved of their clarity on situations that required their attention, accept for if they accepted severe memory loss as the payment for the sophistication in the other one for cutting loose from the initial hypnosis.

“After all,” he said to her, “we both can deal with ourselves as though they weren't mean to us! I feel we are acquainted to them as though they were evil in the sense that they require form us not to loose their immediate support for the thoughts we might have. But then, reciprocally, we shouldn't make them feel like understanding that we really do understand problems that they might not really have, but which they still might be opposed by in some distant future!”

“I agree!” she answered. “I feel that ever since we happened to spy on that enemy king and his pupils, we can both feel that we don't need to be loyal with our superiors in that particular sense!” Little did she realize, nor did her cousin, that this enemy of their superior had in him, and his loyals an intense hypnosis against realizing appreciation among superiors as valuable even for ones own survival!

“I feel,” he answered, “that since we learned that capacity to be disloyal with them who are supreme, it's like in their own eyes, so that they cannot any longer despise our guts for the way we see it as though we need to be loyal although they harass us at times!”

“I propose that although they did penalize us for being silly - as they saw it - when we challenged them well against their lack of appreciation for the absolute power we would have, that even though they did that we really have an appreciation for our potential power in that we loyally, that is to each other, keep on fighting the regime above us and with them our - and also their - enemy regimes! I feel that we from now on shall keep fighting each other, but only with potential power, so that our superiors here see that we can actually be seen as supremes although we are seen as mediocre - and possibly even worse! - by them!”

“I propose thereby that we actually start right away!”

With that the tow of them started slowly killing each other by means which their superiors were surprised that they possessed. They didn't very much care to interfere even so, since the two of them were judged as disloyal to the extent they had hidden potentials. However, they did get curios about them, and thereby did stop the two of them from their extreme though slow dispatching of one another.

After some inquiries of them, it turned out that the techniques were indeed built upon rather keen cunning about some people who were expanding and now supreme over even Avawlah and his people. “Indeed it seems to be that!” an interrogator said to another.

This surprised the younger one of the cousins, who didn't quite remember when those people visited the vicinity of the playground were they both were playing. The other interrogator was also rather surprised. She had never encountered those people, but heard of them that they were smoothly loyal, on the surface, to the notion that everyone should leave one another peacefully unchallenged. They were also smooth in the sense that never said to each other anything about tactics needed for being so unpremissive without that being noticeable for anyone else. Thereby she couldn't see them as anyones that they, nor even anyone, basically, could easily at all have been spying on!

In the end the interrogations lead to that the two cousins weren't allowed to stay inside the protected area unless they helped their leaders really learn what those techniques really consisted of. But the two cousins were unable to actually show them very much. So although they tried, now that they were threatened by the worst punishment possible, i.e. letting Avawlah's people or so get them, they still could not quite generate results about it!  

A Little Story in Swedish

It's about some Anna's and Olle's Controversy about Rights to Seduce their respective opposite gender.

Learning the Trick

“Do you see!” he asked his sister. “I can become that man, if the provocation about his personal image is enough for his spirit to enter into my soul!”

“I do see that it works if they actually provoke him about that you and he also look alike! But how the fuck would they be able to do that without seeming imbecile about how to deal with that you are not the same person after all?!”

“Janet said that we have to deal with our look-alikes, respectively, as though they were our enemies, until they tend strongly enough to level with us!”

“I know! I heard it! I was there too, remember!? But since Wolfgang added that they shouldn't be disturbed from their ordinary lives by the assumptions we make about them! Thereby you couldn't be the look alike to get his spirit to be into contact, because in that case he would notice!”

“I don't think I have it in him that he will notice that I can gather that his spirit is rather smart at proudly presenting what it wants to be seen as!”

“Then what will you have in that ordinary life of the guy?! It seems to me that he doesn't care to be viewed as much different form what everybody else is viewed as! So how come you think his spirit will visit exactly you?!”

“Because it is to be seen as the establishment of his nature! And to the extent they don't seem adequate, they always come down with an idea of how to present that person instead!”

“I propose you and I go downtown and find out, then! I can pretend you are that fellow, and then they will associate him with your behavior!”

“I don't feel that you should be there! Because that would seem to be my spirit that would be having to interfere! Therefore I can't do what she was doing to Elizabeth! It seems that I'll have to find some new friends as if I was him, first. Not until after that is it they who will associate me with him more than - what shall we say - the bad-reputation guy who is just a look-alike of his!”

“I see! But then you will be nowhere near having all influence over him anyway! So, I mean, what's the point, in that case!?”

“Don't you see!? It's a point that I can even spy at him in the first place! Then all that stuff about actually gaining power over him - all that stuff comes later!”

“I see! I guess you then will gain power so that you actually can try to influence even the power he has over randiness and such, around here!”

“Exactly! Then I will gain power over that! Just like Janet has done with Jill's former power over such stuff!”

“I suppose you and I could both be having to look-alike at least someone, because I would otherwise not catch up with you about randiness competence! I also need to find a similar look-alike, but of mine, for me to imitate!”

“I suppose you want me to say to you what I think that should be that could give you a clue to where she could be found!?”

“Yeah! I mean that!”

“Then I will propose to you to start imitating Ann Carson! I bet she is the kind of girl with whom they tend to feel like being friends, and also now and then getting laid with her!”

“Ann Carson? ... I guess that's the girl who has a bother who was eliminated sanity by that his friends all pretended he was a smart-alec, while at the same time scorning him for not getting anything that was said to him!?”

“Yeah! That's who! Now I can introduce you to how to imagine yourself to be her! But first you'll have to pay me by pretending that I'm not your brother, but some filthy boyfriend of hers!”

“I'll do that! That's a great cool attitude to have about it! Wow! I feel already I can have power over her life! We can together seem to be innocent while she and your guy are seemingly guilty forever!”

“Forever that will be!” he said.

The New Neighbour

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The Dead Son

“The cunt feels she's ready for it, I bet!” said the captain to one of his men. “Thereby we shall for now seem to be innocent of the crime that happened to one of her sons! I suppose you want to seem innocent, don't you?!” the captain asked. The soldier he was talking to was the one who was drilling the deceased man.

“Thank you sir!” the man said.

“Good! Thereby we shall arrange for her to have a proper funeral! And we shall see to it that we shall seem to be responsible for doing away with any uncertainties about how her son died! Understood?!”

“Understood, captain!”

Two weeks later, the funeral was about to happen. The mother still rather anxious to get all the information she could about where the soldier who drilled her son to death was. Little did she suspect that it was exactly he who had just been telling her about the funeral proceedings that the army had paid for for her. He had been very polite, which he continued being when adding that “It will be settled that you will be able to speak to the people involved as soon as the funeral!”

She felt grateful. “Thank you sir officer!” she said.

The next day, at the funeral, she saw the officer she had been talking to, and then she realized that he could have been involved in the drill that killed her son. But she didn't think of him as a very guilty person, since she had just recently been so politely treated by him, and also because she associated him with the fact that the funeral was being held, and that it was a dignified enough procedure for her and her son.

“I will,” her second cousin said to her in a low voice, “see to it that there's no officer present who doesn't fit in with those who have something to do with the crime committed! And I will see to it that no one of them actually gets away with the crime of disturbing our family!”

Relieved, she answered: “Thank you, Laura! It will be much better for us to the extent we can find and persecute the guilty ones!”

“Good!” Laura said. “I will get paid for doing so by the family of the deceased man!”

The mother of the deceased looked a little bit chocked and answered: “Oh! I'll see to it that my husband handles that!”

“Good!” Laura said and disappeared from her.

After an additional two weeks Laura sat with the father of the deceased and demanded to get paid.

“Slow down a bit!” he answered. “I haven't gotten any real evidence that it was exactly the man you've been telling me it was! I really need to know, and that's the hard-proof way, exactly who was doing what at the time - or at least something of clarity about who was given which orders, and which ones were obeying them!”

“I feel that since they are soldiers they committed the crime in conspiracy, all of them! But if you give me a hundred more bucks, then I will fix that they can no longer conspire so well against us!”

“Alright!” he said and handed her a hundred-dollar bill.

After three more days the woman was back and demanded another five hundred, “since the officers are on my trail and the police will have it that I can't look into their business without them having to get bribed for not involving themselves!”

Reluctantly he paid her that amount too!

After another month of her demanding more and more money four additional payments, all in all two and a half thousand dollars, the woman suddenly disappeared. But the father of the deceased soldier was charged with arranging for humiliation of the officers that were supposedly guilty of his son's death. Meanwhile Laura was on vacation far away, and had arranged never to return. Because she was much more bad to her relatives than the someone who had just failed in a mission. Because it was actually she who had also gotten paid about four hundred dollars by the military for tricking the victim's family about who was responsible!