And so it was that he had run a thriving hypnotherapy service since early adulthood. He had jumped through all the nescessary hoops to make himself ap...ear as legitimate as possible. He had a degree in psychology and a wall full of certificates. He put his clients through a completely unnescessary routine of shutting their eyes and counting down from a hundred, or some other pointless ritual, to disguise the magical commands he was actually giving them. He did everything he could to appear as if. " Want me to drive?" After the next stop."I drove on. After about 40 minutes, Rob said: "Soon, now." Then we both saw the sign: "Mt. Goldsworthy" pointing north; "Pardoo" pointing north, straight on and southeast.I stopped the car, looked at the signs and asked: "Does this make sense?" Sure does. See the coloured triangles?" Yes." Blue means exploration; red means producer; orange means past producer; green means raw prospect." I get it. Let me look at the tracks." I walked a few paces in each. I had ordered a couple of new toys that would be used in him throughout the weekend while he was forced to watch me using his wife.Saturday morning their car pulled into the drive and they both got out and walked towards the door, I watched them through the window as they got closer mostly looking at Kelly who was in her mid fourties with long red hair and some amazing curves. She was not a thin girl which was good as always preferred the slightly bigger girls as have always found them more fun. And to say he was portly would have been elegant or genteel, two words that one would have never used to describe him. He took a long multiple gulp from the can and realizing it was empty, crushed it and threw it on today's pile."Jesus, Harriet!" his voice bellowed ferociously through the old tenement, "What the hell did you do to the cat this time?"Harriet came trotting out of the bathroom in her flowered house coat and fuzzy slippers. "Ahhh, she fell off the crapper again, Sy," she crouched.