-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- Emma had been brought up with a pretty sheltered life. Her parents had been very strict, not allowing her to date until she was nearly...17. Sex was never referred to in the house, and everything she knew about it had been gained from overheard conversations and the odd magazine article. In college, she’d been quietly studious, staying away from the post-secondary lifestyle. She’d dated a few guys, all of whom had expected one thing, and she hadn’t found a single one that she’d. I continued to reinforce the relaxation suggestion until I was convinced she was completely limp. Then I started to deepen the trance. “Your body is now completely limp. You are only thinking of my voice. You have no other thoughts in your head. As I speak your trance will go very, very deep. Your mind will be completely blank. When I count to one hundred you will slowly come out of the trance. When I reach one, you will wake feeling wonderful. Every part of your body will feel wonderful, your. He grabs his cellphone and his hands-free and calls her. ‘I really am sorry to have left so fast.’ she says, putting me on speakerphone as she drives. ‘Don’t worry about it. I understand. Its not like you abandoned me for no reason. Its your son after all.’ he replies, chuckling. ‘Thanks for understanding. Oh, good. I made it. With time to spare. ‘ she replies, arriving at Riley’s school. ‘How much time to spare are we talking about?’ ‘Emm… maybe five minutes?’ ‘Good. You still in the car?’. .. This is much better, don’t you think, babe? Now you can really enjoy the ride.” Wha...? What did he just call me?!? He must be either blind, stupid, or nuts! Warning bells in my head flared off all at once and I tried to struggle to break free from my chains, trying harder this time. “Oh, I thought you’d get this over by now. You’re not getting away. You’re not going anywhere for a long time... babe.” Do I look like your babe to you, freak? Can’t you see that I’m a boy? A grown.