And indeed, I felt that Zoë was my lifeline, and likewise sensed that she felt the same about me. At last we hit the mattress, hard and soft all at t...he same time, hair and skin damp from our lovemaking, arms and legs entwined. We landed safely in each others arms, home in our bed secure in our love for one another. I had never felt better in my life. We fell asleep in each others arms. The baby mercifully slept through the night as well. We made love to each other every night that week, and. We sat there in the dark and talked about our lives, having no real idea what each other looked like whilst we chatted. (Boy did I get a surprise when the lights came back on!") For some reason not even the emergency light had come on when the power went out. And who the hell takes more than a quick glance at anyone else who gets into a lift with them, when there's only the two of you in there.Yeah, if the lift is crowded, and a shapely young backside gets in, most guys will try to position. The real unknown, Sandy realized, was the hypnotist. Sandy really didn't know much about "the Mistress" and hadn't been in control of the conversation with Eve. She wasn't even sure what it was that had drawn her to the idea of hiring a hypnotist as entertainment in the first place. She had to admit, Eve was one heck of saleswoman. Sandy had only intended to make a very simple phone call to get some preliminary information and ended up making a booking for an "Exploratory Session," which was. I sat in bed, staring at the wall. The Meditations sat on the nightstand, unread.What the hell do you think you’re doing? She wants you. You want her. What’s wrong with that?Legalisms didn’t bother me. I had convinced myself that what was happening between Vi and I wasn’t incest. Not really. Violet was my half-sister, and we’d grown up apart for most of our lives. The doubt that had hooked its barb into me was entirely about what was best for her.She was right. I thought and obsessed about.