You crave the feeling of falling. Down, down, down, pulled by a power so much greater than your puny, insignificant existence. That power is Me, dragging you into the throes of devastatingly unrequited love. My silky voice, My magic crystal swaying back and forth, mesmeric meditational tones spreading your mind open for reprogramming. Fall for Me. Say you love Me. Stay indebted to Me forever, My good little slut. Gender neutral.