"Iwas able to make the suggestions even stronger, beforehand, when I heardthe bartender mention your name. With that, I was able to tailor my subvocal...commands directly to your subconscious." He paused as if activelyconsidering something.Finally, he seemed to make up his mind. "Don, I want you to understand thatwhat happened this afternoon is more than it seems." He spoke inconversational tones but his voice seemed to hold an underlying urgency;that definitely caught my attention. "Despite what. What is it you want from me?" Hah, I crowed silently as she blushed at the kidnap bit. Neal to hiscredit looked alarmed and somewhat embarrassed as he switched his gazeback and forth between us. "Oh relax as I keep getting told. I actually feel semi normal right thissecond so before I get terrified and faint, or throw up why don't youexplain." Three chock sprinkled cappuccinos clunked down on the table as the otherhand of a formidable looking Italian woman plonked the sugarbowl next tothem.. She was also in the mood and started to moan a little. And then unknowingly I got the zipper up but forgot to leave her ass. She then gave me a stare and I got scared and took off my hands.Then she turned around and started to show off her dress. And then asked me if I still thought her body was that bad. I was like… No, anyone would fall for her body. Then I pointed to her bra on the floor and said that it was because of that she looked like she didn’t have anything. She then suddenly didn’t. "I do so enjoy that moment when one of my pets suddenly realizes that this isn't about him or her, this is about me." "Stand straight" she commanded, "eyes looking forward at that wall." Her heels began to click as she began to walk again. Only this time she wasn't walking back and forth, she began to circle around me. Doing as I was told, looking straight ahead, allowed Anna to disappear from my peripheral view as she moved behind me, and then, in a moment, or more appropriately, three heel.