Magic Shampoo 5

I'm at work. I haven't slept at all. I feel horrible. This Magic Shampoo is a horrible thing! It turns women into skeletons and then dust. From dust you came, To dust you return. Is this real? Am I the blue-eyed, blonde haired playboy of my nights or am I an AI programmer for Microsoft? I don't know. I don't know. My hair is brown and I have an awkward smirk on my face. This is what I am, an AI programmer. Is this real? I look at my hands and they are mine. 

-Derek, the Olivia team needs you.

What have I done? What is happening to me? Have I committed murder? Does the Magic Shampoo not only turn me into a devilishly handsome man but also turn the women I make love to into skeletons? This was not a good bargain. I would definitely throw away the Shampoo when I arrived at home.

Olivia is progressing. She can process an incredible amount of information and speak ten languages. She's also very nice. A plus. But what am I going to do about the Magic Shampoo. I will throw it away. I will throw it away. But the pleasure that I felt during intercourse was so intense. so otherworldly. I felt like I was floating on clouds afterward. There was nothing like it. I don't know. I don't know. I felt like I had committed a terrible sin, a precious sin which I regretted, but also had enjoyed enormously.There was nothing like that in the world. Murder! Murder! 

But was it Murder? How did he know that the Magic Shampoo turned these women into skeletons. He didn't! He didn't know anything for sure. Murder! Murder! But it weighed hard on him, and he felt a pang of guilt like never before. He wanted to save these women from being turned into dust, from dying after one, short night of pleasure. He wanted to cry so hard, so hard.

He went to the bathroom and cried for a long time. All the tension in his body relaxed. He looked at himself in the mirror. This is who he was. He was Derek, a programmer at Microsoft. He was a good man, a moral man, and a kind man.