I counted to three and waited. Philip woke up with a start. “How did it go? I don’t remember anything. He still had the bulge in his pants. “It ...ent fine. You are a good subject. A real somnambulist.” “It’s my turn to hypnotize you. Sit here.” He pointed to the seat where he had been sitting. Philip seemed to lower his voice an octave and he seemed more self confident. He started to relax me and I felt myself going into a trance. I briefly wondered if Philip would ask me to tell any secrets.. About a year after Ryan's passing, Tia confided her frustrations to Carol."Carol, you are so lucky to have Jack. He's so handy around the house and I can see that he's a great husband." I am lucky. I don't know what I would do without him. I can't imagine how lonely you must be without Ryan."Tia got misty eyed, "It can be lonely in that house alone. The day's aren't too bad now, but the evenings and nights are still tough. Can I tell you a secret?" Tia didn't wait for a response, "What I miss. There was even a stripper who worked there named Beau Jobe. No pictures of their dancers though.She looks back at the email and the email address of the person who sent it. She saw it looked like her work address but where there should have been an ‘o’ three was an ‘a’. Anyone clever enough to make the fake photo and the email address as close to the work as this one was sure to have covered his tracksThere was another list of addresses below it. It was a list of all her co-workers, friends,. "Oh no? It made me so hard I could hardly stand it." Me? In panties? In a bikini?" You. Not just the panties," he whispered back. His hands had wormed their way between her arms and around her waist."Oh damn, Brent. Dammit." His hands were directly under her breasts now and she wasn't about to stop them."My I touch your titties, Lori." No."Brent's large, but gentle, fingers began to unbutton the tiny buttons of her top from the bottom upward. Lori made no move to stop him. He got braver and.