”“Hypnotherapy? Do you mean hypnosis?”“That’s exactly what I mean.”“I’d like to see if I can be hypnotized,” said Bess.“Yeah, she ...could make you think you were a dog or a chicken,” said George.“Some of these girls have gone through deep mental and physical trauma and hypnosis helps me discover the root causes of this trauma. I can then deal with it more effectively. I would never use it as a parlor trick although if Miss Marvin will allow me, perhaps I can demonstrate the technique after I take. ” And with a final squeeze and smile, she left me with a parting thought. “And please make sure you’re not all played out, otherwise this sweet little woman’s going to have to get her pussycat fed somewhere else, with some black sausage rather than pink salmon.”****After everything that had happened, although the thought of an evening with Veronica was a very tempting one, I planned on having a quiet night in. If Jill was going to be back as late as two, the last thing I needed to do was go. "Oh, Jamahl, and his friends," she smiled, licking her full lips,"so I think I'll be late!" "How many friends?" "Oh now, don't start," she teased. "Well, I just wonder if maybe I should drive you!" "Oh, I'll be fine," she said breezily. "The last time I hadtoo much to drink. This time I'll stick to big black cock! (giggle)!" Sighing as my erection pulsed, I helped her out of the bathand dried her. The kids were just beginning to wonder where their momwent and our excuses would have. What would his mother look like really naked? Feeling his impatient cock lurch once again, he feebly fought the hellish impulse to find out, but it was as if his mind had been taken over by some demonic spirit. He shouldn't be thinking such thoughts, but he couldn't stop himself. The battle between right and wrong raged on inside his brain until at last evil won.Smiling nervously to cover his real feelings, Jim quietly crept across the floor toward his mother. The closer he got to her, the more.