“Ah, Agent. You found your way out of that basement of yours after all. Took you long enough, I suppose. I thought you were abducted or…” 

-short pause-

“The flowers, yes, those bleeding flowers in Alabama. Calla Lily, right? All those years in the X-Files and you couldn’t figure out such a simple scientific phenomenon for yourself. Did you even bother to ask Scully? Or did she go off on her own again?”

-short pause-

“I’m sorry to hear that. She and her family has my and Agent Miller’s regards.”

-short pause-

“Yes, the bleeding flowers. You are ever in the hurry. Just a moment, agent.” 

-sounds of heels walking followed by the sound of a closing door-

“I have the information you’re looking for. It can crack the case wide open. But.”

-very short pause-

“You owe me one, Agent. I put my ass on the line for you in Texas and now I’m here to collect.” 

-short sound of heels as she approaches the Agent- 

“See, Agent. I know what you want.” 

-sound of zipper slowly going down- 

“I know you’re so DEEP into those woo-woo theories. Talking to the dead…Lizard people…” 

-chuckle- 

“Me and Scully, we’re not so different. She’s a very smart woman. Like me, but older. And I know I wouldn’t like a man who’s nearly delusional with those theories. So here’s a rhetorical question, Agent. Why would she possibly stick with your for all years?” 

-sound of zipper going down fast-

“It was a rhetorical question, Agent! I already know the answer.” 

-sound of heels as she bends over a table-

“It’s because you have a HUGE. THICK. COCK.” 

-sound of a slap as she slaps her ass- 

“I know my ass is firmer than Scully’s, Agent. Doesn’t it remind you of her, 20 years ago? When she still had nice, perky, tits like mines?” 

-sound of ruffling clothes as she takes off top-

“I know you want to make a Federal Boob Inspector joke. Don’t, Miller’s already tried. He’s a cute guy with a good tongue but…not much else to show for it. He’s a bit crazy too, like you, but…nothing to show for it.” 

-short pause followed by a deep breath- 

“In fact, it’s how I know you’re the opposite. I can already see that thick bulge trying to escape those tight, constricting, pants.” 

-deep breath-

“Like I said, Agent. I know what you want. But…do you know what I want?” 

-short pause-

“I want to believe.” 

-chuckle accompanied by zipper and clothes rustling and an audible gasp-

“It’s…it’s so…You’re so…”

-chuckle-

“Big. You’re fucking huge. Utterly ginormous. At least three, no, four! You’re four times as big as Miller! Jesus Christ, do I believe! Look at the girth, too! I can’t even wrap my hands around it. This is…incredible! You’re incredible!”

-a single kiss sound-

“A girl’s gotta wonder how Scully could handcuff this monster…is that what you two have been doing in the X-Files for all those years? Were you slut training Scully? I bet you’d make a GREAT daddy.” 

-laugh-

“Well then, Agent. This is the answer to the bleeding flowers in Alabama puzzle.” 

-sound of clothes rustling and zippers zipping-

“Agent, I said I wanted to believe. I do now. I’m sure big cocks making little pussies bleed is related to your case.”

-short pause-

“I’m not in the X-Files, Agent, I have no idea what phenomenon is going on in your case, but this sure has been enlightening. Now hurry up and leave before someone walks in. Shoo!”