. normal?”“Ha, you were never normal.”“Har-har, very funny. You know what I mean, am I no longer hypnotized?”“Well, you shouldn’t be.”...��No kidding?”“Don’t you trust me?”“No fucking way!”“Relax girl ... I’ll prove it to you: Bicycle.”Nothing happened.“Well?” Tess asked.“I don’t know ... I feel normal.”“Great! Don’t you see? You’re no longer hypnotized!”“Thanks.” I heard my sister sigh. “But what about Ben? Can you make him forget those things I did?”“Sure, that’s easy.”“Please, make him forget. Waling over to his horse, he emptied the beans into his saddlebags and tied them off behind his saddle and turned to Kathleen. ‘We need to make tracks Miss. You got anything else to wear? That dress just won’t do.’ ‘What’s wrong with my dress? It was made by the finest seamstress that I could find.’ The dress was from an expensive dress maker in New York. Kathleen had visited the shop and bought several outfits before she started west to meet her father. As an attractive dress it was a success,. She looked at me and said ok and said she agrees on what I said. I was very happy and thought that she was a gem who understands me. I took her to stalls and selected top for her, white, yellow, orange, all with cut sleeves cotton with V necks. She was not saying anything and I just took it without too much worrying about sizes because I thought I got it. We then moved to jeans and I purchased a low waste type figure hugging jeans and skin tight leggings of stretchy material. I took this. This paradox took me long to resolve.I found out that woman does not belong on a pedestal any more than a man does. Nor does she deserve castigation as the root of all man's evils, the primal Eve of man's fall. In point of fact, woman is very much like man, with good and bad all muddled up. I spent many years knowing that taking a woman sexually was abusing her. Woman was of a sort higher than her sex.What rubbish. Do not deny the pleasure to yourself or to her because of such ideas. Listen,.