The belly had become softer and the navels mouth had opened a little more widely with all the pressure coming on one side. I slept like that for somet...ime and enjoyed the feel of her soft belly and curvy navel. Now, I was planning something very dangerous. I moved my hand away for a while. After few minutes suddenly and slowly I put my hands on her breasts area. The pallu had slipped and was lying on her neck, between her face and the breasts. My hands were now lying on both her breasts. Oh my. Finally, she stopped and the room went silent. As I waited for her to say or do something, I felt my worries coming back. This was torture!"Ah, honey?" I asked. "What are you do - urk." I gagged on the last word as she shoved something in my mouth. I tried to spit it out, but she was really pushing. "Mmmph! Hmmmph!"Finally, she let go, but I still couldn't push the object out of my mouth. Then, as the initial panic faded away, I realized what it was."Ohhh, you look so pretty," she teased.. On the Tuesday I loaded my van and off I went. It was mostly the same customers every week, usually special parts deliveries that were required for urgent repairs. The clientele was mostly male and the premises were usually hotbeds of testosterone but once used to the banter and leg pulling I gradually started to be able to give as good as I got. For a 45 year old housewife, used to being called boring and dowdy, I started to really enjoy myself and secretly felt a few twinges of excitement at. ‘Time to put on your bikini, Carla,’ the hypnotist told her. ‘And then put on your beach cover-ups.’ Morgan watched as she dressed, first her bra and panties, the imaginary bikini, followed by her skirt and blouse, the equally imaginary cover-ups. He gave her one more command before waking his subject from the trance. ‘Carla, I want you to forget, or dis-remember, everything that happened here today. Now I’m going to count from 1 to 5, and with each number you’ll become more and more awake. One.