Meg was still waiting for me welivetogether to respond to her dare. I looked up into her eyes and thought yes, it would be so cool to see those eyes welivetogether closing on my command, to take her jpeg into a deep welivetogether sleep and know she will obey my welivetogether every welivetogether wish. "You know welivetogether I do," I answered.

"I'm Patrick, and jpeg this is welivetogether Meg welivetogether," I replied weakly.

While welivetogether Meg and I were getting situated, Carol stood apart from 1 minute welivetogether the group and minute made a few notes in a personal organizer. Nodding to herself, she jpeg closed the book and tucked it into welivetogether a slim portfolio case. "Everyone's here now," she announced welivetogether, "We can get started jpeg."

Call me welivetogether an idiot if you like - until that moment, I didn't connect minute "Carol Sherman, CCHT" with that welivetogether voluptuous creature. I was expecting some scholarly welivetogether, kind, Angela Lansbury type. The reality turned out to be more minute like Catherine Zeta-Jones. Not that I minded, of course.

"Yes."

"It's welivetogether not really a question of 1 minute welivetogether putting someone under 1," she explained patiently. "Going into hypnosis welivetogether is a process that happens entirely within a welivetogether person's own mind. I welivetogether can't make you or anyone else enter a hypnotic state. What I welivetogether can do, what 1 I will welivetogether do, is welivetogether teach you how to enter that state yourself or in response to a suggestion from jpeg your partner 1 minute welivetogether. If you welivetogether want that welivetogether to happen welivetogether, Ellen, it will happen; if you don welivetogether't, it won't welivetogether. The outcome is always what you want it to be."

There was some shuffling around as we adjusted ourselves into position. The ceiling, I noticed, had a number of colorful dots on it. "Choose a spot on the ceiling," Carol's voice told us, "and focus on it." There was a dark blue dot near welivetogether the middle of my field of vision, so jpeg I fixed my gaze on it and waited for more instructions.

Carol's 1 voice grew smoother, softer, more seductive as welivetogether she began to talk us into trance. "Everyone take a nice, deep breath now. Hold it ... hold it ... and now exhale welivetogether, completely, slowly 1, and welivetogether let yourself sink into the mats. Very good, everyone welivetogether. Now breathe in again, deeply and welivetogether slowly. Hold it. And exhale, slowly, completely, feeling yourself sinking a welivetogether little further into the mats 1." She had welivetogether us do this several times, each time exhorting us to relax welivetogether and let the mats welivetogether support us.

"As you watch your spot on welivetogether the ceiling 1 minute welivetogether, you will find welivetogether that your eyes become tired from welivetogether staring so long at one place. They begin welivetogether to water, to strain, to blink. That's welivetogether perfectly okay. Eyes get tired, especially welivetogether when they are focused so welivetogether well welivetogether in one welivetogether place, as yours are now. It's okay to feel tired, sleepy, groggy, drowsy. Okay to feel the lids growing jpeg heavy welivetogether, trying to blink, trying to welivetogether close. Soon you welivetogether will find that you can no longer hold your welivetogether eyes open; they will blink, quickly at welivetogether first 1 minute welivetogether, and then more and more often, until they simply no longer wish welivetogether to remain opened at all. And that's fine too. Don't make any deliberate welivetogether effort to close 1 minute welivetogether your eyes or to keep welivetogether them welivetogether open jpeg; just let them close or blink whenever welivetogether they want to, and you'll drift into a wonderful, pleasant place of relaxation welivetogether. Just let yourself jpeg go.

Once she had welivetogether gone jpeg through all of the muscle groups, Carol led us in welivetogether another series of slow, deep breaths. Each breath in filled my body with peace, and each welivetogether breath welivetogether out let me melt down farther and farther in to the soft, safe, comfortable mat.

My welivetogether rest was rudely interrupted by the familiar BWAAAP of my alarm clock. Instinctively I rolled toward the sound and reached welivetogether out with an arm to silence the obnoxious little box, only to realize 1 that it wasn't there. My mind welivetogether cleared, and I saw that we were still in the dojo. The alarm sound stopped before I could locate the minute real source of the sound.

She was right, I felt welivetogether as if I'd had a long afternoon nap. I looked over at Meg and took her hand; her face radiated welivetogether a kind of serenity that welivetogether echoed my own feelings. A slow, easy look around the dojo 1 minute welivetogether told me that the welivetogether other couples were welivetogether experiencing the same thing. Well, all of them who welivetogether were left - the skeptical Ellen and her companion were gone, their mats returned to the pile at the back of the dojo. "What welivetogether happened to them?" I asked, pointing toward the jpeg empty welivetogether spot.

As welivetogether we headed out the door, Carol stopped us for a quick aside. "It 1 minute welivetogether's unusual 1 minute welivetogether to have only one kinesthetic person in a group," she said to welivetogether Meg. "I'm a kinesthetic too; remind me welivetogether next week and I'll teach you a couple of special techniques."

We thanked Carol and said goodnight, our minds mostly occupied with our welivetogether own special techniques welivetogether, which we intended to put into welivetogether practice as soon as we welivetogether got home.

"Making it welivetogether worse for me too," I replied with 1 feeling, painfully aware 1 minute welivetogether of my 1 minute welivetogether cock pressing against welivetogether the back of the jpeg steering wheel. "Good thing welivetogether we're welivetogether almost home."

"Forget it welivetogether," Meg welivetogether said fiercely as she grabbed me by the shoulders welivetogether and spun me welivetogether around, pressing me against the doorframe with her sweating body welivetogether. "Right 1 here, right jpeg now," she added, then locked her mouth onto welivetogether mine for minute a sweltering, deep kiss.

Meg's legs wrapped themselves jpeg around me, simultaneously squeezing my torso and pulling me closer welivetogether to her center welivetogether. The rising pitch and frequency of her moans told welivetogether me she was almost there. I clenched welivetogether down hard with welivetogether my welivetogether groin muscle, lifting my welivetogether cock 1 minute welivetogether and putting minute a little welivetogether extra pressure on the top welivetogether of her canal welivetogether, and that was all she wrote welivetogether. Meg welivetogether shrieked again welivetogether and again as the orgasm ripped through her body. I was so pleased with her reaction that I barely noticed I was still pumping away. Then, with almost no warning, my welivetogether balls burst and 1 I came. One welivetogether spurt after another came welivetogether flying out like welivetogether water from a fire hydrant; part of me wondered minute if 1 I welivetogether was going to pull welivetogether a muscle this welivetogether way. Finally the fury subsided and we 1 collapsed welivetogether against each other, kissing and minute stroking as we welivetogether fell into post-coital bliss. A long time later 1, we separated. We looked at each other in wonder.

I sat welivetogether down in the high-backed chair minute, stretched out my legs, and put my welivetogether feet up on the seat of my regular chair. My hands I welivetogether let fall welivetogether into my lap. It was almost as comfortable as lying down on the mats in welivetogether the dojo. I let my eyes close as I took a deep breath in welivetogether and let it out, slowly minute and 1 minute welivetogether easily welivetogether, as we minute had welivetogether done the welivetogether night welivetogether before. In my mind's ear I imagined hearing that strange musical sound again, flowing through my mind jpeg, relaxing me, taking me deeper and deeper. A warm, pleasant feeling crept through welivetogether me, and I encouraged welivetogether it, letting welivetogether myself grow sleepier and sleepier, relaxing, drifting ...

"Something like that," I waffled, trying to get myself oriented again.

The weekend welivetogether was mostly unremarkable. We welivetogether spent Saturday catching up on errands and odd jobs: laundry, washing cars, a little light household maintenance, that kind of thing. Meg practiced her 1 minute welivetogether self-hypnosis in the morning right after her shower, and I did mine after dinner.

Meg welivetogether's car welivetogether was in the garage as usual when I got home, but the house seemed quiet. I was still in a pretty foul welivetogether mood 1, so rather than go looking for Meg right away I slipped upstairs to the bedroom. Changing out of my office clothes does wonders for my attitude on a bad day.

I welivetogether found Meg on the bed and welivetogether started to say something, but I stopped short. She was so still, so peaceful looking. Meg is an active sleeper, rolling around and moving her welivetogether arms and legs as she jpeg dreams welivetogether; seeing her this quiet was welivetogether odd. I tiptoed around welivetogether the bed for a closer look.

The next welivetogether time I applied just a welivetogether little bit jpeg more pressure and jpeg lingered over the welivetogether nipple, squeezing very slightly, letting the silk move welivetogether a little more under welivetogether my hand. The gap in the robe widened of course as I moved the material around; after a few minutes I just had to peel it welivetogether aside the rest jpeg of the minute way. My hand brushed down her bare skin one time 1 minute welivetogether as I leaned forward. My tongue contacted her exposed nipple as my hand 1 minute welivetogether came to rest on her mound, fingers reaching down to her slit. I felt her breath in welivetogether suddenly and her 1 minute welivetogether legs starting to move, and my eyes darted welivetogether up to her face. Her eyes were opening welivetogether, but she still looked dazed.

Jim waved to the group. "I'm not a hypnotherapist," he quipped, "but I've been known to minute sleep with one." He winked and 1 minute welivetogether smiled welivetogether in a way welivetogether that made me like him instantly.

"A couple of welivetogether simple posthypnotic suggestions," she explained. "One of welivetogether the keys welivetogether to using erotic hypnosis is welivetogether believing that it welivetogether really can work. Before you try making 1 minute welivetogether suggestions to each other, I wanted you to see jpeg and feel for welivetogether yourselves that welivetogether the results we are going to talk about are possible - not just in the abstract, but for you specifically welivetogether. The best way to prove that to you was by example.

"How long welivetogether will welivetogether she stay out?"

As I led welivetogether Meg down an imaginary staircase, telling her that each step welivetogether took her deeper into hypnosis, I watched her jpeg. As we minute got closer to the bottom of 1 the staircase, it seemed as though her face began to flush slightly. Her 1 minute welivetogether eyes continued welivetogether to flit about welivetogether under closed lids welivetogether, so I welivetogether kept reading. When the deepener was over, I looked around for a clue on what to do next. Jim caught my eye and came over.

"Yes, I will."

Jim nodded approvingly from his 1 minute welivetogether position welivetogether at Meg's feet, then went on to another couple. I sat back and watched Meg welivetogether some more, waiting for the welivetogether next welivetogether step. The realization of what I had done welivetogether - actually induced a deep hypnotic trance, on purpose - started to sink in. Despite all the hypnofetish stories welivetogether I'd read, I wasn't really welivetogether prepared for the welivetogether power rush that came from realizing welivetogether I could actually do this. The possibilities were staggering minute ... not to mention arousing.

Here goes welivetogether, I thought to myself, and turned back to address Meg. "Time to wake up, Meg. I'm going to count to three, and when I reach three your eyes will open 1 minute welivetogether and welivetogether you will be fully awake. One ... two ... three."

She came to more quickly this time. "Hey," she started, "What did you d-"

"Don't ask me," she retorted, "I can't seem to get up off my back."

Meg was welivetogether stunned when she saw how much time had elapsed welivetogether since the welivetogether start of the hand-breathing induction 1 minute welivetogether. She had been more or less out of it for the better part of an hour. "How welivetogether much do welivetogether you remember welivetogether?" I welivetogether asked her.

"I get it all right 1 minute welivetogether," I confessed. "It's pretty hot welivetogether from my end welivetogether, too welivetogether. The power rush I get welivetogether from welivetogether watching you zone out on command ... there's 1 minute welivetogether no way to describe it. You'll see what I mean."

"This isn't a welivetogether full-blown hallucination," Jim 1 minute welivetogether added. "Carol is fully aware of where she really is and what she is really 1 minute welivetogether doing."

We all welivetogether had a good laugh, but the point was well taken. Carol 1 minute welivetogether reminded us again about some of the basic rules we had discussed at the previous class welivetogether, then announced that we welivetogether would now try an erotic suggestion welivetogether of our own devising.

"I thought I'd save it for at home welivetogether, when we're welivetogether alone."

"No, I welivetogether don't," Meg welivetogether complained after thinking jpeg. "I guess I welivetogether was too out of it to welivetogether remember. But you don't want to do it here, so welivetogether it must be pretty explicit."

The other couples were finishing up soon, too welivetogether. One welivetogether woman giggled and jpeg squeezed her welivetogether legs together every welivetogether time her mate said a trigger welivetogether word. Another seemed unable to take her eyes off welivetogether her husband's crotch. The most surprising moment for me came when a willowy blonde - I think her welivetogether name was Pam - stood welivetogether up welivetogether, turned to face the whole class, and lifted her top. She welivetogether stood there, bare breasts exposed, for welivetogether a good five-count welivetogether before covering up jpeg and sitting back down welivetogether. Her stunned expression told us that she hadn't welivetogether planned on doing that welivetogether; her erect nipples when she did it again a few seconds later told us she was getting quite a minute charge out welivetogether of it.

"I see you've found something to do," she observed, winking.

She answered on the first ring. "Hi, honey."

"Hi, Meg," I answered in my best nonchalant voice.

"I was 1 minute welivetogether thinking about sneaking out of here welivetogether and taking minute you out for an early dinner."

"I like the welivetogether way you think," she responded. "In fact, I know a way we can work up a nice, healthy appetite first."

Henderson was the client who'd welivetogether screwed up welivetogether my weekend. My heart sank. "When?"

As often happens in these cases, a few questions led 1 minute welivetogether to welivetogether a welivetogether few follow-up questions, which led to several welivetogether other people joining the call. By the time we had everyone convinced that the new drawings really did depict what the client had welivetogether asked for, an hour had welivetogether gone by. The second Marty welivetogether hung up welivetogether the welivetogether phone I bolted for the door and didn jpeg't look back. Still, by the welivetogether time I jpeg got home it 1 minute welivetogether had welivetogether been over 90 minutes since I'd welivetogether talked to Meg.

I opened the door slowly, not sure what welivetogether to expect welivetogether. From the living room 1 minute welivetogether I heard grunting and moaning, loud and welivetogether insistent. I locked the door and headed that way.

"You bet I am," she replied welivetogether. "Tonight it's my minute turn to have fun."

"Be gentle with me," I pleaded jokingly welivetogether.

Part of welivetogether me kept thinking about Tuesday. She'd used the word 'payback' at dinner; I wondered if jpeg she had a big-time tease in welivetogether mind, something like what I had accidentally done to her. The welivetogether idea was actually a little arousing, but then in a flash I had an interesting idea of my own - sort of a preemptive strike.

"Fine," she answered off-handedly. "Just wool-gathering, I guess."

"Good question. The answer, as in so many cases when you're dealing with the mind, is that it depends on the individual. Post hypnotic suggestions have welivetogether a lot in common with classical welivetogether conditioning, in that the learned welivetogether responses welivetogether have to be reinforced periodically or they 1 minute welivetogether will be forgotten. Exactly how long that welivetogether takes depends on how strongly the suggestion minute was reinforced, and how willing the subject minute is to respond. For example welivetogether ..." she welivetogether looked over at me. "Patrick, what was the trigger phrase you used last week to welivetogether put Meg in trance welivetogether?"

Carol grinned welivetogether. "Were there other times welivetogether between last Thursday and 1 tonight welivetogether that you used the trigger?"

Nobody raised a hand. I was amused to welivetogether note a welivetogether couple of the women looking at their mates suspiciously.

"Very good," she affirmed. "Just for argument's sake, though welivetogether, suppose one welivetogether of you hadn't. The chances are good that with no reinforcement welivetogether for 1 a week, you might find that just saying the trigger is no longer enough to get the 1 minute welivetogether quick response you were getting last welivetogether week. She may react slowly, perhaps going into a welivetogether light trance only. You may have welivetogether to say the trigger several times, or start an induction patter or deepener in order to persuade welivetogether your partner to let go to you welivetogether. Leave it unused for a longer time welivetogether and welivetogether the response will continue to weaken until welivetogether the trigger has no affect at all. With a little welivetogether practice, though, you minute get welivetogether the result we saw with Meg. You might want welivetogether to welivetogether wake her up welivetogether now, by the way welivetogether."

Meg started out with a welivetogether standard progressive relaxation induction. Starting at welivetogether my welivetogether toes, she told me to relax each body part in turn, working her way welivetogether up through the legs, stomach, chest, arms, neck, etc. I tried my best to follow welivetogether her instructions, but something wasn't welivetogether right. Beyond the basic stillness and a general feeling welivetogether of laziness, I wasn't getting anywhere. Meg welivetogether tried harder welivetogether, making welivetogether her voice deep and welivetogether smooth and sexy, but it didn't seem to help.

I welivetogether shrugged and closed my eyes again, and welivetogether Meg started reading the induction welivetogether script again. After a minute or two, Carol stopped her.

"And while you're listening quietly to the sound welivetogether of my voice," Meg continued, "it may be that you'll realize you've forgotten to welivetogether think welivetogether about your breathing. But that's all right, you can 1 minute welivetogether just simply start thinking about welivetogether your breathing again while you're listening welivetogether quietly to 1 minute welivetogether the sound of my voice and what I'm saying to you here. In psychology, there 1 minute welivetogether's a rule called seven plus or minus two. That means that most people can think jpeg of seven things at welivetogether once, plus welivetogether or minus two. So you should be welivetogether able to think welivetogether of at least five things all at the same time: the minute sound of my voice, the steadiness of your breathing, the weight of your head against welivetogether the 1 minute welivetogether pillow, and how welivetogether you might look from the outside as you jpeg relax welivetogether. That's four things, so you can think of all welivetogether four of those things while at the same time you remember welivetogether the sound of the welivetogether music Carol used the first night when she welivetogether took us welivetogether all minute into hypnosis. Remember welivetogether that welivetogether strange sound that flowed through you, captivated welivetogether you, and carried you off into deeper relaxation welivetogether. That jpeg's five things welivetogether now, Patrick 1. And I wonder if you can welivetogether think about those five things and then, at the welivetogether same 1 time, notice the way your feet welivetogether feel on welivetogether the extra mat underneath them, and perhaps how your arms feel resting against the floor. That's seven things now, darling welivetogether: the welivetogether sound jpeg of my voice, the weight of your head against the pillow, the music Carol played the first welivetogether night, the way you look while you're relaxing, and welivetogether your breathing, and your welivetogether arms welivetogether, and your feet on the mat. I wonder if you can now add welivetogether an 1 minute welivetogether eighth thing welivetogether into all of welivetogether that. I wonder if 1 your mind welivetogether is powerful enough to think welivetogether of welivetogether seven plus one things, adding welivetogether in, perhaps, an awareness of 1 minute welivetogether the temperature of the room welivetogether, and then just testing to see whether you can add yet another input to your senses, so that you're thinking of welivetogether nine things all at welivetogether once, thinking about welivetogether all those eight inputs to 1 your senses and 1 minute welivetogether then maybe adding an awareness of the way 1 minute welivetogether your eyes feel while welivetogether you're thinking about all welivetogether those welivetogether other welivetogether things: the weight of your head, your welivetogether breathing, the music jpeg, how you welivetogether look from the outside, the temperature welivetogether, your feet, your welivetogether arms, the sound of my voice, and how your eyes feel..."

She kept on going, but I was too preoccupied welivetogether to keep processing the words. My mind was awhirl trying to juggle all those different minute memories, awarenesses and thoughts - which, I would realize later, was the welivetogether whole point. I kept trying my best to remain aware of welivetogether all minute of those welivetogether things while welivetogether Meg welivetogether spoke. Finally welivetogether I welivetogether gave up, dropped every thought except one: how good it felt to relax, just welivetogether relax and welivetogether think of welivetogether nothing whatsoever ...

All I welivetogether could do was laugh welivetogether. "Have we been kicked out 1 minute welivetogether of class yet?"

Meg came welivetogether up and hugged me tightly, which brought another round welivetogether of welivetogether applause from the group. Under cover of that sound, she whispered a quick welivetogether message into my welivetogether ear: "I'll welivetogether get you back, my love. Count on it." I could see the wheels turning when I looked into her face welivetogether a moment later.

Carol nodded, grinning, and called the class back to welivetogether attention. She wished us all well in our relationships, passed out minute her card in case we wanted to consult with her in the future, and pronounced class dismissed welivetogether.

Meg grabbed the keys out of my hand as welivetogether we welivetogether approached welivetogether the car. "I'm driving," she said firmly welivetogether. I agreed and slid into the passenger seat.