She lured you in with her pointed index fingernail. She told you to sit down, then she told you to start staring. You tried to resist, but something deep inside you wanted to obey her. So you gave in to her words, you felt yourself carried away, like in a trance. The more she spoke, the more you stared. And gazing upon the mesmerizing long nails made you feel weak, addicted, obedient, easily influenced to fulfill all her desires.