Boris settled back in the rich Corinthian leather and smiled. “Do you remember the briefing about the CIA’s crude attempts at mind control, comrade? They called it ‘MK ULTRA’ in their files. Let me assure you Vladimir, we are more capable than they at this game. Ms. Rodham will do as she is told by our operatives. In fact, a father has already been chosen to impregnate her. But this will come later. First we must get the Rhubarb into politics. “Hubba, hubba” could you hand me the Webster’s dictionary? I must learn more Americanski slang like Hubba from Webster’s.
Hillary opened her eyes. Gennifer and Bill were gazing at her with puzzled looks on their faces.
“Golleee Hillary, you looked like my brother Roger for a minute there. Your eyes had that faraway look and you was grinnin’ like an idiot.”
“Oh Bill, I just feel like I finally know why I’ve been put on this earth!” Hillary gushed.
Bill slightly recoiled and said “Ewww, are you one of those Christians?”
“Oh, no Bill, but you might say I just had a religious experience. I see visions and a powerful being tells me what to do next. He just revealed to me that you and I are both going to be president! At the same time, isn’t that weird?”
“Uh, yeah. Well I gotta go now Hill. Gennifer wants me to tend to her Flower patch. I’ll see ya around.” And with that Bill and Gennifer quietly backed away.