Her husband Jack picked me up at the airport and I could not take my eyes off of him. He was so good looking I kept crossing my arms to keep my small ...breasts covered.Jane and Jack took me out to a fancy dinner and we toured the city. Back at their one bedroom apartment they went into the bedroom and I tried to sleep on the couch in the living room. I could hear some wonderful moaning from their bedroom and I didn’t sleep well at all. The next day Jack went to work and Jane and I just hung out. If I really need to hypnotize you again, I'll be happy to do it the long way. I don't need this trigger and this is one of the ones that really bother me." OK," I said.The next suggestion was, "I will not feel pain when I get a bikini wax. Instead, I will feel horny."Jim blushed at that one. "That's probably one we should remove."I shook my head. "No!" Jim looked surprised, so I added, "Just remove the horny part. Having wax not hurt can be useful."Jim thought about it. "Well, sometimes pain is. Within seconds a photo appeared and his comment was ‘Fuck they are magnificent’, even though her face wouldn’t qualify her for a modelling career. He paused before replying although she certainly wasn’t the sort of woman that would attract much attention for she wasn’t exactly ugly but not pretty either, he didn’t want to push her away with a frank response, however, she had offered to drop out her tit so he typed. ‘They are great Cathy so I gather you will fuck’. Again seconds passed and then. While the water was becoming warm, the wind seemed to pick up a little, with a chilling breeze teasing the parts of him that emerged over the surface. He loved floating on the edge of all the conflicting sensations: of moisture and dryness, warmth and cold, wind and a subtle tickling of water, muffled humming silence and nearby sloshing noises. His body was stimulated in so many ways at once, that it mesmerised him. Even though he just came a few times, his breathing became shallow, he moaned.