In walked a tall man whom Dr. Roberts had never seen before. Dr. Roberts was always taking on new clients. His office was fairly new and he had a high...turnover rate of happy clientele. It had been a long road getting to where he had gotten to.As an aspiring hypnotherapist, he had to face a lot of nay-sayers. Because he was young, many people thought he wasn't qualified to be a therapist, much less a hypnotherapist. Hypnotherapy was an entire branch on its own that many deemed as pseudoscience.. I walked into the bar at 7:45 pm arriving early, as was my habit. I found a booth near the back, purchased a drink and sat down to wait. I looked around in silence. There were a number of patrons in the bar but they were for the most part shrouded from view in the dim light. I caught a glimpse of a good-looking woman as she entered the bar. When I looked closer at her my heart came to my throat."Sydney, Sydney over here," I said in an excited voice and getting to my feet. The woman looked in my. Careers would be ruined. The school would never recover. There was no going back from this.And Markus definitely did not want to be involved. He was a proud homosexual - he didn’t want to find himself in the middle of an orgy. A straight orgy.He had to calm the room down. If he could just calm everyone done, remind them who they were, what they did, then everything would be okay.Everything would be okay.“Is this on?”Markus spun around, and saw one of the professors he didn’t know - a younger. " Good I'll pick you up about five and we'll drive up tonight. Be sure to bring heavy clothes, it gets cold up there this time of year. It might be wise to bring boots in case we get some snow."They drove home after lunch and Brad told her how Carol and her family had spent several weekends at the lodge before Vera died. He told her that Carl Samples also had a key to the lodge. Carl had used it more than he had since Vera's death. He told her that it seemed so lonely up there without Vera.Brad.