If you tell someone they are not ill and drive the idea into them, and they want to believe you, the neurotransmitters in their brains will take over ...and make them feel better, or even cure them on the spot, at least temporarily.Actually William knew that the power of the human mind was paramount, in healing many so called ailments, as they were not really life threatening. He knew as a doctor that many people had been misdiagnosed, and believed they had something worse than what they really. What the hell do you think is going on here?’ Cynthia stammers and grinds to a halt in her anger and apologizes for the blood she drew. ‘I don’t know. This is your idea of punishing me. For my bad judgment, for my lack of control, for something only you know. Why don’t you tell me.’ He releases a bark of laughter and pushes against her shoulders, rocking her back a pace with every sentence. ‘No. YOU are the one with the bad judgment, not me. YOU are the one with horrible taste, not me. YOU are. After she poured the drinks, she took out the vial and put two drops each in Sophie and Emilia’s drink.Then she took the drinks to them. The three girls continued to drink, Sophie and Emilia sat on the sofa and Masie sat opposite them on the floor, and giggle Maisie watched as Sophie and Emilia became flustered with a glassy look in their eyes.Sophie's legs had opened and from her position Maisie had a perfect view up her dress too her powder blue panties.“Nice Knickers Soph”Sophie laughed and. The door opened again. "Listen," said the man, "you're not gonna try anything funny, are you? Because I'm fully dressed and you're not even wearing any shoes. With those chains on you, you can't outrun me, plus I'm guessing you're no more thrilled about the neighbours seeing you than I am. So if I pop open that lid, can I trust you to come with me like a good girl?"Like a good girl. No one had talked to her like that since her father had last admonished her as a child. She felt the urge to.