I was getting out of breath I had to stop for minute. But as soon as I stopped, I was tackled and put in handcuffs and chucked into a wagon with other...naked women. When the cop slammed the door I came too on Principal Louis’s couch.“That could not have been real. Old me, fighting for naked rights?”“I am afraid so.”“But, why me?”“Well I have tried this a few times, coming back to make it right. It seems to be what you did or didn’t do that is the key. In the future you become a police chief, but. “What about fears…inhibitions?” “Fear of flying, fear of heights, fear of crowds—assuming we’re not talking some sort of clinical psychosis—sure.” “Fear of commitment?” A joke…but not really? “That can be very difficult one that doesn’t generally respond well to hypnosis.” “What about inhibitions? I know I treading on delicate ground here but you come off as a decent, ethical guy…I mean…” “Sexual issues?” “Uh, huh.” “Within reason—but then we get back to that ingrained moral code issue. I can’t. " No, I have to get home." That can wait a little longer. Come on, I know you'll like them. I promise we won't lock the door. You can get out whenever you need to."I was a little scared to meet them, but it didn't take too much convincing for me to spend a little more time with him."Is that you Jeff?" I heard as we entered through the front door."Hi, Mom."She walked into the foyer. She was a little shorter than I, with brown hair, brown eyes, a thin face and a warm smile that dominated it. She. The women would dance to both. The KJ had a great selection via the internet and I would pull out some obscure stuff from the 60’s and 70’s. The crowd would enjoy or ignore my stuff depending on the mood of the night.Things did not get started until about 10 PM so I could get done with work and go to my apartment and change and eat. After she and I met at the blues jams, Keri would usually do the same. After I moved in with Keri, I still went on Monday nights. It was relaxing and fun and I got.