But unlike the last page that left him feeling disgusted, he was now seeing more images that sent his pulse racing. Images of beautiful women of all f...gures in various positions of submission scrolled past the screen as he moved the cursor down the screen. He saw a brunette lovingly sucking the offered shaft of her Dom’s cock. A fiery redhead crawling on her hands and knees, wearing a collar around her neck approaching a fully dressed man sitting in a chair. As well as a blonde being taken from. No shirt on she noticed his muscles that had come from working years on the anvil. He had dark tanned skin,black jet hair and a long black beard that stretched down to the middle of his chest. Dorothy looked up at him,"Hello my name is Dorothy Gale and I was wondering...", but before she could finish the man spoke."I know who you are, when you kill a witch word gets around. My name is Ku-Klip but you can call me Klip"."Pleasure to meet you Klip. So what do you do here."He looked down at his. "He enters the trailer. The old woman is soothing her daughter on the couch. Mick takes the shotgun out of her hand and nods his head to her. He goes back outside.He calls Lane, "Its done." How did you do it?" I didn't have to. Mary shot him when he entered the trailer. Where are you?" I am on my way back. I have a car I need to get rid of. Have any suggestions?" Yeah, get here quickly. I have the perfect place."They throw ford in the car and drive it to an abandon mineshaft. They push the car. But what he'd just read burned in his mind. He had to try it.The theory was pretty simple: through a series of mental exercises, you re-experience events of your past to create new outcomes, thus reworking the neural pathways in your brain that resulted from the actual outcomes, kind of like a combination of age regression hypnosis and lucid dreaming. He discounted a lot of the pop-psych mumbo-jumbo, but the idea intrigued him. Maybe he could clear away the deadwood in his head and live a.