All he would have to do was lay back and enjoy the ride like the child he was. Joe’s life as an adult was over. He had lived as an infant ever since.

 

Every time Joey saw another man reduced to the same state of infancy that had been inflicted on him, he cried as he remembered the life he once had and how he used to enjoy driving his sports car and going to nudie bars with his friends on their lunch hour. After an hour of weeping and whimpering, he usually forgot sight of the hapless soul that had been involuntarily rejuvenated and returned to his life of semi-conscious infantine bliss.