After telling him about a few of my exploits he informs me that he thinks that hypnosis may help with my nymphomania. I am reluctant but I agree to l...t him hypnotize me. He puts a metronome on his desk and taps the arm, starting a smooth swaying motion accompanied by a ticking noise. After a few minutes of meditation on the device, my therapist is able to give me some suggestions that relax me enough to put me into a hypnotic slumber. In this slumber, I feel aware but I have no control of my. "Get me that rat bastard VonHaden on the communicator, and send in Colonel Haddis. I want him here for this cluster fuck." Yes sir, we'll get right on it," the General's aide rushed out of the room, glad to have an excuse to get as far away as he could from the unpredictable tyrant.The General fumed in silence until Colonel Haddis came through the door. "Reporting as ordered, sir," the Colonel said. He eyed the General warily, aware that his mood was erratic at best."You are sure the blockade. "Alison, don't worry. I amsure no one will realise you are wearing pantyhose under your suit."I put on my suit and looked at myself in the mirror. It was, as Mariahad said, hard to see that I was wearing pantyhose except when you lookedat my feet.I kissed my wife and headed off for work. All of the time I wasconscious of my pantyhose and it felt like my trousers were up at myknees and everyone could see I was wearing pantyhose until I looked roundand realised no-one was looking at me.After. “You were so small!”“I recall some parts of her time here,” Joseph said with a nod. “I do not think Elena does. I believe I was four and Elena two when Amelia left. I just remember that she was different from the others. She would sing made-up songs to keep us entertained. She would wrestle with me on the floors and allow Elena to climb all over her. Now ... well, if I am to be described as ‘dour,’ I am not certain I can find a word to describe Amelia.”The king managed to avoid everyone after.