Cindy at least knew something was going on and seemed to like me.Her parents were gone, as was the plan. She was sitting her nine-year-old sister, who...would have an early bedtime tonight, probably. And her parents-- it was promised-- would have a late one. I brushed the sweat off my brow and hoped Cindy wouldn't notice what a mess I was.I walked up to her door and knocked.A minute later the door swung open and a Cindy's little sister, Candy, answered it. "Hey, Brian!" she said. "CIIIIIINDDY". Finally, the Christmas holidays had arrived and Bob would soon be back in England relaxing with his family. It had been another hard year for him, travelling back and forth to Belgium every week to work in that strange country, constantly living out of a suitcase he was tiring of this gypsy lifestyle but next year he would sort it all out and things would be better. Christmas Day quickly arrived and as his young son dragged him downstairs and he saw the look of surprise and joy on his face as. We did get to chat him up on the VHF. He had an aircraft band portable. He said his name was Michael Hawthorne, and that he'd been stranded when the ship's helicopter crashed. He did report two fatalities, the helo pilot and a fellow who was to be his helper for survey work they'd engaged to do. He also said all of their long-range radio gear and survey equipment was destroyed when the helicopter crashed and burned in the midst of it. Fortunately he'd stacked the food and survival stuff by the. Oh, I know he will be coming back sometime soon and it scares the hell out of her to think of what might happen next. She says that if she agrees to let him hypnotize her again (even though she's not really hypnotized) she would have to appear to be helpless to his advances. She even says that, for some reason or another, it is beginning to get her turned on and that, alone, is scaring the hell out of her, because if he finds out that he is not reall able to hypnotize her, it will literally.