..I.......don't think that's........" she stammered.Cutting her off before she get any further in her protestations, Greg demanded "now Mrs. C. You do...want to be a good role model for your daughter, don't you? You want to set a good example, right?" Well.......yes.......I suppose," she murmured, feeling a fog settle over her. A combination of the lack of sleep, and confusion over the strange feelings coursing through her body created confusion and uncertainty in her."Well, then quit arguing. Clara led me around the room. First she grabbed a martini, then we gobbled oysters at the buffet. Then, another martini as we made the rounds. I'd had my fill of corporate stooges and their glassy-eyed spouses when I heard a voice from behind us."Clara, you must introduce us!" We turned and were face-to-face with Helen. "Mmmm. Who is this delicious young man?" Helen was a petite woman who had passed 60 an indeterminate number of years ago. Her smooth, black hair was cut in an angular bob that. Perhaps on a recent trip to Paris or Milan. The beautifully cut red shirt had to be silk! And the way it complimented her figure was amazing. That little cap she wore, that was so 1940s, and gave her a real classic look, he had never felt his body so alive when looking at a woman. He walked over to her table and smiled down at her. The thorns on the roses he grasped in his hand made his hand ache in shooting pain, but as he looked into her light blue eyes he asked her, ‘do you mind if I join. ? We find that a sense of helplessness adds tothe erotic atmosphere and improves the data we are able to gain from ourtests." I stood there andstared as the pretty nurse took my clothing and shoes and smiled at me as sheleft the office. "Now Jim I'mgoing to induce a hypnotic trance in you so that our session will go smoothlyand efficiently, and so that I can more easily get to the origin of yourproblem." "Yesmam." She sat a spiralhypnotic induction device on the table in front of me.? "Just.