Hank was a man on a mission, and already he was a partner in the firm he joined out of college. For the last five years he worked like a dog to climb ...he company ladder as well as buy a new expensive house for his young wife. The one sacrifice they had made was the putting off of having any c***dren. This was especially hard on Apie, as she came from a large family and was used to having a lot of people around, but she and Hank had decided that waiting a few years until they were more. Sometimes, Mom would get up quietly while the rest of us were shushing each other to listen to what he had to say, and she would go to the kitchen for peace and quiet. (I wonder now if she ever prayed for the stranger to leave.)Dad ruled our household with certain moral convictions, the stranger never felt obligated to honor them.Profanity, for example, was not allowed in our home - not from us, our friends or any visitors. Our long time visitor, however, got away with four-letter words that. The video is going on Facebook and YouTube for all to see. How do you like that?!" I sat there and stared. I tried to think of ways to get out of it without having sex with him. " can I see what you have filmed?" I asked politely. " I'm not that stupid. My camera is down my pants and you can only have it if you fuck me!" he said. Obviously he was that stupid because I now knew where it was. I stood up close to him. Pressed my body to his. I put my right leg between his legs an felt a small. She crossed her legs tightly and stared out the window. For a moment, she remembered a beach, her husband, and a salty, fertile, musky smell…the ocean? Another wild thought escapes? Sorry, Bono, now I know what you were singing about. ‘Now, before we start, why don’t you ask any questions that come to mind.’? She sat, again dumbfounded. ‘Well. Ok.’ A moment ticked by. ‘So what does the CCHT mean behind your name?’ ‘Certified Clinical Hypnosis Therapist.’ ‘Oh.’ Hypnosis, great, I’ll be dancing.