I just kind of freaked out.”
I started to speak, but she broke in again. Before I could say anything, she blurted out, “I’m sorry about last night. Xnx If I don’t believe in hypnotism, how in the world can I be hypnotized?”
“You probably can’t. She was always strutting around campus with one guy or another. “Probably,” she replied. They were indeed damp, steeped in her sweat and arousal, permeated with her sweet intimate odors. “No, I must say, I’m a believer,” I admitted. It made sense. Ever since that time before midterms when you let me hypnotize you.” She giggled. “Never?”
“Maybe if I were really, really horny…” she mumbled. “There’s too many people here.”
“Why, what’s wrong?”
She looked at me a moment, and blushed a little. “Are you relaxed?”
“Yes.”
“You will sleep…you will listen to my voice but you will be asleep.”
“Asleep.”
“You will obey my voice.
