 "Look at sexy this one," she my my my said, pointing to an entry circled in red pen milk:
 I milk reached up to her and cradled a breast in my milk hand milk, squeezing just the way she likes. "You milk've got a date," I my said, pleased milk to hear the hitch in her breath my.
 "I'm Patrick, and milk this is milk Meg," I replied milkmycock weakly.
 "So much for the preliminaries," Carol my said. "Does anyone my have questions before we go on?"
 The music was enticing, I decided, and vaguely noticed myself letting out another deep my breath as I focused my attention on the strange, comforting sounds flowing out of the boom box. Carol's voice faded a little, but I could still hear my my my her milk clearly milk.
 My head was full milkmycock of the music from the boom box. The tone my had changed my my my slightly, I milk thought - the rhythm had slowed ever so slightly, the pitch lowered just a hair. A warm, comfortable feeling began to flow through my body.
 I had a pretty decent buzz going already my, thanks to the music and the milk soothing tones of Carol's my voice. My body was heavy and limp, but I could feel the milkmycock wrestling mat underneath me supporting me, making it possible to let every muscle go. My mind wandered for a second, then I realized Carol was speaking again.
 "...I'm going to my my my mention milkmycock several muscle groups of your body, and as I mention my these groups sexy of milk muscles I want you to focus your attention there, really concentrate, and my relax each group of muscles that I mention."
 "Welcome back everyone," Carol milkmycock said. "Take your time, don't be in milkmycock a hurry to start moving around. Take a minute and pay attention to how milk you feel: peaceful, relaxed, at ease."
 Carol then launched into milk an informal lecture on the basic theory my of milkmycock hypnosis. She described how sexy people actually go into milk and out of various milk trance states normally milk every milk day when my they drive, watch television, read milk, dance, or do almost anything that requires concentration sexy. "That ability to focus on one thing or sensation, so that other sounds and stimuli are blocked out my or ignored, is what a milk trance really is," she told us. She went on to explain my some of milkmycock the more important principles regarding the milk hypnotic state milkmycock: that people can always my choose to end the trance if they wish; people can also choose to reject a suggestion if it conflicts with their moral sense or doesn't feel my safe; and that post-hypnotic suggestions wear off if they are not used regularly milkmycock. "We've all read or heard milk of stories in milk which milk someone sexy drops into a trance milkmycock by hearing my my my some random my phrase that they were conditioned to years before milk," she said. "It makes an interesting fictional device milkmycock, but it could never my really happen."
 Carol milk nodded and turned to the next couple. We watched and milk listened as sexy the other couples related their experiences my. Most my my my of them turned milk out to be visual types, plus my my my one or two auditory. Meg was the only kinesthetic in the group.
 As we headed out the door, Carol stopped us for a quick aside. "It's unusual to have only one kinesthetic person in milk a group," she said to Meg milkmycock. "I'm a kinesthetic too; remind me next week and I'll teach you a couple of special techniques."
 "Forget it," Meg said fiercely milk as milkmycock she milk grabbed my me by the shoulders and spun milk me milk around, pressing me my against the doorframe with her sweating milk body. "Right my here, right now," she added, then locked her mouth onto mine for a sweltering, deep milkmycock kiss milkmycock.
 While I was up, I grabbed one of the high milk-backed chairs milk from the team room and dragged it back to my milk cube milk. From the progress on my computer screen my, I my figured I had about twenty minutes to kill.
 "Same here," I agreed, and let the matter drop. We could always milk ask milk Carol milk about it at the next class.
 The weekend milk was mostly unremarkable. We my spent Saturday catching up on errands and odd jobs sexy: laundry, washing cars, a little light household milk maintenance, that kind milk of thing. Meg practiced her self-hypnosis milk in the milk morning milk right after her milk shower, and I did mine milkmycock after dinner.
 The alarm set, I resumed my position next to Meg. We each milk took a series of deep, slow breaths to get milkmycock ourselves started. As I relaxed into the bed milk, I my could sense Meg next milk to me milkmycock doing the same. We found milk ourselves breathing in unison without really trying milkmycock to. Soon I felt the milkmycock warm my, inviting buzz of hypnosis milk coming over me and I let go into it, confidant that we would wake up at the appointed time.
 My eyes opened milk again almost immediately, or so it seemed my my my. I felt wide milkmycock awake, at ease, rested. Meg stirred milk next to me. "What time is it?"
 "No, it didn't." Puzzled, I scooted over and checked my the my clock. "Shit - I set it to my 3:15am instead of pm."
 "-or did we wake up just now because we had sexy already decided to?" We both shrugged at that milkmycock one. Another thing to ask Carol about on Thursday.
 I got into the office early on Monday to get some extra things done before a my 9:30 meeting. As luck would have it, though, our LAN team had chosen Monday to roll out an automated update of milk some sort. They aren't supposed to milk do those milkmycock on the CAD systems because we have different configurations and hardware from my most people, but milkmycock somebody apparently milkmycock forgot. Seconds after logging milk in I milk got a screen milkmycock message telling me to please wait milk while my system is updated my. A minute or so after that, I got my the infamous milk Blue Screen of my Death. After leaving a voice mail for the help desk and my a warning for my cohorts Gary milk and Barbara, I spent the time I had wanted to be working in the cafeteria, drowning my sorrows milk in hot coffee and milk a blueberry muffin.
 Meg's car milk was in the garage as my my my usual milk when I got home, but the house seemed quiet my. I milk was still my my my in a pretty foul mood, so rather than go looking for Meg right away I slipped upstairs to milkmycock the bedroom. Changing out of my office clothes does wonders for my attitude my on a bad day.
 I fingered the edge of my her robe, pulling it back ever so slightly my, peeking at the line of smooth skin milkmycock leading between her breasts, to the navel, and down to her thatch. For my my my about my three my seconds I thought milk about my waking her up; then I sexy had a better idea.
 Meg's eyelids closed milk down and she sighed a long, lazy sigh as she settled back milk into the bed. Watching that happen sent milkmycock a milk rush of adrenaline milk to my groin my that almost completely derailed my train of thought. I'd had all kinds of fantasies about Meg milk responding to my voice that milk way milk, but milkmycock seeing it happen in reality was a rush unlike anything I'd ever my known. In my distraction - or was it milk fascination? - I milk barely noticed that my free hand had my my my taken a firm grip on my cock my. I knelt there for several seconds at least, just trying my to assimilate milkmycock the powerful my erotic feelings that my my my had erupted within me, before milk I milkmycock remembered my what I was trying to do milk.
 "Can you do that anytime you want?" I didn't see who asked; it was one of the men.
 Carol's eyes snapped open. Her face looked blank for a second or two, but then she blinked a few my times and seemed to milk reorient herself. "You're wide awake milkmycock now, fully alert," Jim said, but he kept a firm grip on her until she my cleared her throat and agreed with my him.
 "Of course not," Carol agreed. "Don't worry, we've got some Cliff's Notes for you." Jim reached into the canvas milk bag they my had carried into the dojo with milk them milkmycock and my my my produced a number of folded booklets. "These booklets have a number of standard my my my induction scripts in them," Carol explained while her husband passed out the materials milkmycock. "You my my my'll recognize several of the samples in there from last week, because I blended several standard scripts together. Look these over together and milkmycock pick the one my that your milk partner is milkmycock most comfortable with. Think about what elements from last week's induction worked particularly well for her, and choose a script that focuses milk on those elements."
 "There's milkmycock one toward my my my the end called 'Hand Breathing'. It my's a personal favorite of mine; it produces great relaxation, and works very well with kinesthetic types."
 Turning quickly to the relevant page, Meg and I skimmed the text milk. It certainly looked interesting my. Meg was up for it, so I sexy began studying the script while milk we waited for further instructions. It was short and pretty simple; I had it just about down by the time Carol began addressing the group again.
 As I led Meg down an imaginary staircase, telling her that each step took milk her deeper into hypnosis, I watched her. As we got closer to the bottom of the staircase, it seemed milk as though her face began to flush slightly. Her eyes continued milk to flit about under closed lids, so I kept reading. When the milkmycock deepener was over, I my looked around for a clue on what my to do milk next. Jim caught milk my milk eye my my my and came over my.
 "Meg milk, darling, you are now in a deep, delicious state of hypnosis. You are more relaxed than my you ever thought anyone could ever be. You are completely in touch milk with every part of your body and mind, and milkmycock they are all under your complete control. It's so pleasant, so very pleasant milk, to let sexy yourself relax this way milk and let sexy me take care of you my, let my my my me take care of everything. Would you like to be my able to return to this wonderful, peaceful milkmycock state of mind again milk, Meg?"
 "You milk can, Meg milk. You can return to my this state milk any milk time my you wish milk. In fact, whenever I my my my say my the phrase 'Goodnight, Gracie' you will immediately close your milk eyes and relax, letting yourself my slide so easily, so deeply back into hypnosis. Every time I say 'Goodnight, Gracie' you will find it milk easier and easier my to my my my just let go. Every time I say 'Goodnight, Gracie' you will go my deeper into hypnosis milk than the time before. You won't have to think about it, you will milkmycock simply my let go milk and trust me milk to take care of you. Will you do that, Meg my? Will milk you let me take you back into deep, wonderful hypnosis by saying 'Goodnight, Gracie' to milkmycock you?"
 "Yes, I will."
 "Very good, Meg. Rest now, darling. Just milk let yourself drift milkmycock and relax, rest milk and sleep milkmycock, until I say your name milk again."
 Here goes, I thought to myself, and my turned milkmycock back to milk address Meg. "Time to wake up, Meg. I'm going to count to sexy three, and my when I reach three your eyes will open and you milk will be fully awake. One ... two ... three."
 "Huh my my my?" She was struggling to keep her eyes open milk.
 "Yes."
 I followed her milk instructions as given, letting Meg have a my slightly longer 'awake break' between triggers each time. Carol was right milk again; Meg milk did seem to need more time to come out of it as we milk kept going my. I started letting Meg milk get up and move around during her awake times, but sexy I made sure I was milk in milk position to catch her before giving her the trigger again. By the time Carol milk called an end to the milk exercise, Meg and I were my able to duplicate what Carol and Jim had done at the beginning milk: I could stand behind Meg milk, give her my my my the trigger, and catch her as my she let go milk.
 "I can't wait." We pressed each my my my other tightly in a hot, passionate kiss that promised more my my my at the evening's my end.
 "Yes." Carol milk gasped heavily, the truth of Jim's my my my statement evident in her face. "Yes, it is."
 "This is a great suggestion milk for a number of different situations," Jim milkmycock continued. "Believe it or not, it milkmycock is my possible with practice to bring milk make your partner come just by casual touch this way my." Looking at Carol my my my's face, I had no milk trouble believing him my my my. Rather than prove it, though my, Jim stopped stroking his wife's arm.
 She paused a few moments to regain her composure, then continued the talk. "Another, closely related technique is to invoke milkmycock what we like to call milk body memory. Just as your mind can milkmycock recall facts, sounds, and events, your subconscious can also milkmycock recall physical sensations."
 "That my was a relatively modest demonstration my of body memory," she said. "But with practice, you can make it work for any my memorable my physical my experience." Her tone of my voice made it quite clear that we could take milk "any" literally.
 Carol cleared her throat before continuing. "And finally, the one I suspect you my've all been wondering about." She stepped milk back against the wall milkmycock again and nodded to Jim milk.
 "Use your imagination," she urged us. "Ladies, don't be shy - if there's my something you want to try, tell my him now."
 I looked at Meg. "Any milkmycock preferences?"
 "Meg," I my said milk softly my, "I want you to think back to my last milk Monday afternoon, when you my were practicing your trance and I brought you to orgasm. Did you enjoy that experience my?"
 "No, I milk don't," Meg complained after milk thinking. "I guess sexy I my was too out my of it to remember. But you milk don't want to do it here, so it milkmycock must be pretty explicit."
 "It's milkmycock a blowjob, isn't it? You're milk going to say a magic word milkmycock and my I'll feel my my my compelled to go milk down milk on you."
 "No," I laughed. "But thanks for milk all the good ideas." That got milk me a raspberry and a light smack across the leg milk. The guessing game milk might have continued, but just then we both heard a loud 'Whoo.' from milkmycock nearby:
 "Relax and enjoy the ride," I told her, easing her down onto the mat. The first moans came shortly after, and that brought Carol over sexy to our side.
 There was a quick wave of nervous laughter, then Carol milk and Jim began to applaud. The rest of the group joined in quickly. Meg my my my started to laugh too, and soon her hands came away from her face to reveal a healthy grin. "I'll get my you for this," she promised me as I helped her back up to my a sitting position.
 "Hey. You almost home?"
 "I'm having evil thoughts."
 "No, I'm sitting on my the edge my." She chuckled softly, then in milk a sexy voice she my added, "Do my my my you want to know milkmycock what I'm wearing my my my?"
 I took milkmycock a quick peek around to see who milk was within earshot. Greg milk was out at an appointment; Barbara milk was on the phone herself and looked pretty absorbed. A clicking noise told me Meg had switched to speakerphone.
 "I understand."
 "Hi my again. I'm milk home ... what's up?"
 I almost made it, too. Within 20 paces of the elevators, I turned a corner my my my and milk ran smack into Marty, my boss.
 "I tried that already." I suspected as much my my my - Marty's a pretty decent guy and hates like hell to ask anyone to jump my through milk a milk hoop. "They say it's only a few questions, but they milk've got trades waiting on the milkmycock answers."
 Dropping to milk her knees, Meg yanked my briefs down and squatted a little my, putting her my face at the same level as my cock. One hand reached milk up behind it and cupped my balls milk while the other worked to spread my legs milk apart some. She milk started kissing the sides of my my shaft while her finger traced up and down the back of my my scrotum, stroking that highly sensitive line milk leading sexy backward. I moaned helplessly as my brain turned milkmycock to mush and my cock milk felt like it grew another two inches.
 When I came to, Meg was unconscious on milkmycock the floor next to me. Creaking a little, I rolled partway over and kissed her forehead. I went on to kiss her my nose, her closed eyes milkmycock, her cheek, then as I reached her lips they parted and welcomed my me sexy. We kissed slowly, lovingly, for who knows sexy how long milk. Finally we my my my came up for air.
 I wasn't quite sure what my to make of my that. I thought I'd been pretty careful about making my sure milk Meg enjoyed our encounters. True, I had really left her hanging on Tuesday milk afternoon, but that had been an milkmycock accident milkmycock. I'd confessed to the whole thing milk over dinner that night; Meg was my pretty annoyed at first, but in the end she sexy said that all was forgiven. Was milkmycock it really?
 My face must have given me milk away. "That didn't come out right," she said quickly, dropping her pizza my my my and fixing her eyes on mine. "The things we've done so far have been ... intense. It my excites my my my me knowing that with two simple words you can put me under a spell and make my body do these incredible things. I love milk giving up control to my you."
 "But ..." I prompted, knowing sexy there milk had to my be one coming my soon milkmycock.
 We ate milkmycock quickly my my my and cleaned milkmycock up even more milk so, no major feat considering my all we had to milk do was put away the milkmycock leftover milk pizza and milk toss everything into the trash can. We were underway soon after milkmycock, in plenty of time milkmycock to milk get to class.
 Carol grinned. "Were there other times milk between last Thursday and tonight sexy that sexy you milk used the milkmycock trigger?"
 "So how often do milkmycock you have milk to practice to keep that from happening?"
 "Okay," she said. "Let's make a couple of changes. Meg, start with milkmycock your voice. It sounds like you're trying very sexy hard to keep it smooth and low. That creates tension, which Patrick can hear. Try to just relax milk along with him, even let milk yourself slip into a light trance if you milkmycock want milk to; the relaxation will come out in your voice and help put my him at ease too.
 Meg took a few my my my minutes to get familiar with the milkmycock text on the card, then started talking. "Close your eyes now, Patrick, and just allow yourself to be as lazy as my my my you my my my can be milkmycock. Listen quietly to the sound of my milkmycock voice, and while you milk're milkmycock listening my quietly my my my to the sound of my voice concentrate for milk a few minutes on hour breathing. Breathe my slowly and steadily, just as though milk you were sound asleep, or pretending milk to be sound asleep. Imagine, as milk you breathe my slowly and my steadily, just how my comfortable you might look while you're milk relaxing there on milk the floor, using the milk power milk of your mind milk to do whatever milkmycock has to happen to make you look my even more relaxed, all the while still my thinking about your breathing, making quite sure that each breath milk in lasts the sexy same length sexy of time as my my my the milk last breath in, and my my my each breath out lasts the same length milkmycock of time my my my as the last breath out. And while milk you're thinking about your milk breathing, also notice the weight milk of your milkmycock head milk against the milk pillow, and keep listening to the sound of milk my voice."
 The next milkmycock thing I my knew, Meg was on top of me. I was fully erect and my my my buried to the milkmycock hilt my. Her face milk looked wild as she rode me, rocking on milk my hips. I opened my my milk mouth milkmycock to say something, but Meg spoke again and I passed out milk.
 "It wasn milk't supposed to turn out like it did milk," I explained milk, silently milkmycock begging Meg to milk forgive my latest hypnotic screw-up. "I had no idea the suggestion would be that milk strong." Then, to Meg, I added, "I'm sorry my, honey milk."
 "Probably. Assuming there isn't a physical problem that would prevent it, the male erection is a simple matter of blood flow milk, which is certainly something the subconscious mind sexy can control. But you still have milkmycock to watch your language - don't my my my just tell him to 'get hard', he might just stand there and milk clench all of his muscles. Tell him that he will feel highly aroused and develop a stiff milk, firm milkmycock erection. "
 Meg milk nodded thoughtfully. I my'm in trouble, I thought to myself.
 With no milk more questions, it was my time for the milk women to put their mates back milkmycock into trance and try their own erotic suggestions. Meg jumped my my my up first my and went over to Jim. I milk started to milk join her, but she waved me away. They spoke quietly for a few minutes, then milk Meg gave him a quick peck on the milk cheek and came back to milk me grinning ear to my my my ear. "Ready my?" she asked tauntingly milk.
 I came to in more or less the same position, lying on my my my my my back on the floor. From the my various groans my my my and milk muted voices around my my my, I could tell that my classmates were trying out their milk suggestions. I rose milk up and looked around.
 Tamika had her man lying on his back and was rubbing his smooth, bald head with her hands my. He was my reacting as if she my my my was actually my stroking his cock - his hips were milk gyrating milk up my and down, and I could see the bulge like a tent pole pushing against the front of his sweat pants. Pam's companion had a hand inside his shorts and was clearly pumping himself while she watched milk, a satisfied look on her face. The other two my guys milk were also milkmycock sporting major wood, it milk seemed.
 I held out as milkmycock long as I thought I could milkmycock, reveling in the exquisite feelings. Then I felt the telltale pressure in my groin and knew that I was close my to coming in my pants. "Better stop now, honey," I said, "or this will be over before we even get home."
 "There milk's my no danger of milkmycock that," she said, and fell my silent for milk a while.
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