." she started to protest. But he held a finger to his lips, and something about his look made her stop. She couldn't say no to Mike Hudson. Her life ...would be so much easier if she could.His pace was brisk and business-like as he marched down the hall to his office, a step ahead of Jessie. "What does Connor think of the hours you've been putting in?" he asked as he reached for his keys and inserted one into the door of his office."Well..." Jessie hesitated. How much should she tell him? "Not a. I wasn’t very good, but a lot of the people were in a pretty mellow frame of mind, so it had a chance. Our hostess called for volunteers, and got: herself, my wife (whom I’ve never been able to hypnotize), two guys, and my baby-faced co-worker. I got the music turned down, and did my best. My wife was, as usual, unhypnotizable. I think that our hostess went under, but she might have been faking. Debbie went under quickly (she’d been smoking a lot, that probably helped), as did. " She couldn't hide her disappointment."No, no. Just old age. If I don't write it down, it's forgotten." He packed his briefcase and smiled at her. "Let's go get a beer. Where do you want to go?" Something nearly forgotten stirred within him, something vaguely arousing."Not my bailiwick. I live across the river, Fairfax. So you lead and I'll follow." She smiled and melted his will, his doubts, his inhibitions. Funny, she had known him for almost two years, and never really looked at him, he. Vicky responded and began rubbing her bare body against mine. She was taking control, and she was asking me to answer a question to which I knew the answer, but was afraid to reveal. I looked into her eyes and felt the warmth of her crotch on my knee. "Yes," I replied, my voice husky with desire. "Yes what?" she pressed. "Yes, it would excite me," I admitted.She rose and stood in front of me, and then she placed her hands on her breasts, massaging them. "Would you like to see someone else do.