This short session will conclude momentarily...3...2...1."ButtercupYou return to the world, and your eyes regain focus. You're looking at me, smiling ...t you, with a mischievous twinkle in my eyes."Welcome back. You were only out for a few seconds, just long enough for me to put a very special command in your psyche." Oh?", you reply. "And what have you put there...as I don't think I was out long enough for there to be any difference at all. I certainly don't feel any different...except that I. His gaze, innate to most men, seemed to be centered more at chest level than anywhere else, but I didn't mind. I flirted with him in return.I was decorously dressed, one of those blue moon things, in a below the knee skirt, blouse, and sweater; but that didn't mean I couldn't let the skirt begin to ride up or that I couldn't unbutton the blouse further to reveal more cleavage. There were other feminine wiles I used to flirt with any man. Bob was no exception.Bob said, I'm a marketing analyst. It was easy to envision her as a real office disciplinarian, administering harsh spankings to burly factory men who were caught loafing on the job, or geeks from the office that she caught surfing the internet on company time. She would be both worshiped and feared.The clicking of high heels on the tile floor tore me from my pornographic fantasy and I looked up as Miss Julia walked out of an adjacent hallway. She was dressed in a dark gray business suit, the skirt a few inches above her. Shivering in my light blue nightie I tiptoed toward the kitchen so that I wouldn’t wake the man next door. Shadows watched me from every corner, whispering that release was only a jump away- ‘When was the last time you slept a whole night?’ Isaac was sitting at my kitchen table with a glass of milk. ‘Why are you up?’ I demanded as if he wasn’t allowed to be so. ‘I could ask you the same thing,’ he smiled, ‘what are you thinking?’ Isaac sat there looking dangerous with his dark hair and light.