’ ‘Hello Beth. Take us to your room.’ It was a typical Quality Inn room. Small. It would do. I had sent the three women an audio giving them th... suggestion that when we met and I snapped my fingers, they would go into a deep trance. This was a new area for me. I had never done long distance and in person hypnosis. It was usually one or the other. I had told them in the induction that she would not remember what I said. Beth seemed not to remember. Now we would see how well it worked. I snapped. There is none. But please as you read this, please do not condemn me until you understand the events that led up to me committing the one of the gravest of all sins: a sexual relationship with my stepson.My name is Janet. I am a thirty three year old widow; recently widowed.I met Bob, Eric's father, when I was twenty one. It was a year after Bob's first wife decided marriage and motherhood were not for her. She left Bob with a three year old son as she accepted a position with a firm in Paris. They went back to number 2 for lunch also to store their gear on the helicopter to dive later!Vickie had 2 portable smelting machines set up and was producing 16 ounces in trays of 1-ounce bars.Micky was all smiles this morning. Linda fixed some of the problems. Not finished it was more than he ever thought. He was on a cloud. Just before Meg stopped for lunch her bit came to a halt in the wall. She called for Anna!Anna said lunch first then the 3 of them could clear the snag with picks. Maybe. The air is filled with their warmth and with the smell of incense. You can't identify it, but it's earthy; it makes you think of green things growing and of warm spring rain. Van Morrison is playing on the stereo, singing about magic and romance and dancing beneath an October moon.With my hands on your shoulders, I reach up to kiss you, and before you can embrace me, I slide my hands down your arms and grasp your wrists, and gently, but firmly, bring them around to your back. Before you have.