"She took my hand shook it with a firm grip and said,"Thanks, Thanks a lot; listen I'm really sorry for busting you up like that but I was on a missio... of sorts; no hard feelings." No hard feelings; I always say, if you can't stand the heat don't go in the kitchen."Just then the instructor came in and class began. Just as I thought, there would be a midterm and a final; one textbook and if you came to class, paid attention, took good notes, you'd pass the course with no problem.As class ended,. She was terrified of the fear itself and how it could immobilize her. Drugs didn’t work. In fact, medication of any kind seemed to make it worse. Alcohol worked for a little while, but produced a different kind of paralysis.In the face of all of this, hypnosis seemed to be a very attractive alternative solution. How to use it most effectively in order to release her from her fears, and allow her to have a life in which she could move and feel safe was my challenge. I wanted her to feel safe and. “I will be waiting when you get home “she said “save me some and don't take a shower”. Ten minutes later I was in Betty’s garage with her arms around me .After a long kiss she said “what in the hell is going on” then led me into the house and straight to her bedroom. “Be quiet my kids are asleep” she whispered as we sat down on the bed.”What’s going on with your wife , does she really want to be with us .It's weird”she said “ I mean really weird ,I mean is she kooky or something I have never. I'm gonna beg off the betand I'll meet you there." They both raised their hands in the air tosignal they heard me. I slowed down to a walk, but even that hurt now.I stopped and leaned against a tree with my breasts heaving for a fewminutes.I caught my breath and started walking, but my chest still hurt. I wasbeginning to really regret not wearing that bra. I cupped my breastsand lifted them a little to take their weight off my pectorals andcontinued walking. It took me nearly fifteen minutes to.