" She would think to herself. "To hell with men! I'm done with them for now. But how do I still get to go out to the bars and not get hit on by them?"... She keep thinking about this while cooking and eating dinner then figured to go out shopping. Once at the local store she brought hair clippers, men's jeans, a baggy button-up shirt, boxers, socks and some old school Converse shoes.When at home she stripped down, set the clippers to 1 inch and proceeded to cut her hair down. After cleaning up the. Officer Benson pushed open the door and ordered, “Get in there, old woman, and get what is coming to you.”Martha saw she was being directed into a punishment room and as she got her breath back she started to say, “But, ma’am,” but then Officer Langton spanked her with the spatula again and ordered more firmly, “Get inside. Six strokes are added and it will be twelve more in three seconds.”Martha gasped and took the threat seriously and so quickly stepped into the room and saw Officer Benson. It had to make smart people stay smart by never giving them a chance to make up their minds about anything until they’ve had a chance to reason through all the discussion.’ The restaurant door opened and he looked around. ‘Great. My car’s here. You don’t have to listen to any more boring lecture about my daddy issues.’ As Suzanne followed him out of the room, she thought about his line, The smartest people turn stupid as soon as they step into a meeting room. That rang true. When she was. I put on my robe and headed for the kitchen.The house was quiet, but as I passed Heather's room, I heard a sound. Several sounds, actually. There was a rustling, a sigh and then a whispered, "Oh, that's so nice. It feels so good. Oh yeah." Then there were more rustlings and some wet sounds.I stood there for a moment wondering what to do. I felt guilty eavesdropping, but my old middle-class morality was rearing its ugly head. I decided that the best thing to do was simply to complete my mission.