Hypnotherapy was an entire branch on its own that many deemed as pseudoscience. But Leon had put his nose to the grindstone, working hard and getting ...good grades in college. By 25 he had an undergraduate degree in Psychology, a Masters in Counseling Psychology, and a doctorate in Hypnotherapy. He was incredibly qualified and because of this, he knew what he was doing.As the man walking in, Leon could tell that this man was one of the many who doubted whether he was qualified. Leon greeted the. I jumped a little. Wendy withdrew her hand, slapped her toned thighs and stood up. "I want you to write a schedule of your days at the University and give it to me in one week." I stared at her slender body as I slowly got up trying my best to hide my excitement in my shorts. Then Wendy did something that got me even more stimulated. "You're sweet." She then touched my face softly with her hand. I almost fell over as I thanked her. I left her office, went to my car and masturbated. I hadn't. But it was the only way. He set down the soap and imagined himself walking in and seeing her face to face.“Fuck.”He couldn’t do it. He swallowed hard. Why was he even considering it? She wouldn’t be anything like she used to be. He didn’t believe the words even as he tried to run them on repeat in his mind.Maia. Nobody had ever come close to affecting him like she did. It had been five years but everything was still vivid; the brush of her hair against his skin, the chasing and the in-jokes and. Seated at his computer, hour after hour into the night and sometimes all night, studying trends and financial news and waiting for just the right time to buy and sell, his one solace was that a little luck might find him out of his personal hell in time for a proper holiday in the mountains. And it had. Oh, how it had! The one and only thing missing from his joyful triumph tonight was that, back home when he had daydreamed of a holiday like this, Paul had always imagined there would be a.