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The word to describe Trish Bartlett Tacobell’s way of providing for herself would probably be ‘shoplifting.’ She’d steal goods from convenience stores and markets to either use for herself or sell for some extra cash. She mainly hit up 7/11, Supermart, or smaller stores although she did make off with a few things from Costco.

Trish thought she could make off with some stuff from the weird disk shaped building near the Costco. But after one of the green men caught her and shined that light in her face, she thought about nothing her new masters didn’t want her to.

She was questioned by one of the Martians before being told she was now a slave. She now did the bidding of the Martian Empire. She would help her masters take control of the women of her city, help them bring Earth to heel.

Trish would know the bliss of unthinking obedience. She would never have to worry about providing for herself ever again. She would think, believe, and feel what her Martian masters wanted her to.

Soon, Trish would be sent out to bring other girls to the saucer. They would become just like her. Blissfully obedient drones.

Description

The word to describe Trish Bartlett Tacobell’s way of providing for herself would probably be ‘shoplifting.’ She’d steal goods from convenience stores and markets to either use for herself or sell for some extra cash. She mainly hit up 7/11, Supermart, or smaller stores although she did make off with a few things from Costco.

Trish thought she could make off with some stuff from the weird disk shaped building near the Costco. But after one of the green men caught her and shined that light in her face, she thought about nothing her new masters didn’t want her to.

She was questioned by one of the Martians before being told she was now a slave. She now did the bidding of the Martian Empire. She would help her masters take control of the women of her city, help them bring Earth to heel.

Trish would know the bliss of unthinking obedience. She would never have to worry about providing for herself ever again. She would think, believe, and feel what her Martian masters wanted her to.

Soon, Trish would be sent out to bring other girls to the saucer. They would become just like her. Blissfully obedient drones.