 But never had Randy followed leads from two separate cases that converged young paths. The likelihood gay of him being hired to find two missing people who had either come together themselves or met a common younggay third person was so remote that he was shocked. And yet, the evidence was before him and was quite clear gay.
 This is where it got weird. Something clicked in younggay Randy's head at the mention of that name younggay and he wracked his brain young for two days trying to younggay figure out why. It suddenly hit him and he gay went younggay to young the Wilson file to look for the passenger manifest from the gay last flight that Steve young was on. Bingo. There it was, and it hit him right between the young eyes. Not only was Samantha Dominique on the same flight, she was sitting right next to Steve in first class. This gay either had to young be the biggest coincidence in the world , or he had stumbled onto a young common denominator in both men 's disappearances.
 The nurse's voice surprised him. Had gay he been young partially dozing young? Randy was always more alert when young he was on a younggay case and the second cup young of coffee this morning about should have given him young just enough of young a buzz to stay sharp. But, as he got up younggay and glanced at his watch, an young hour had about gone by since he sat down. An gay hour? How gay was that possible? The form had only taken ten minutes to complete, and then he young spent young a few young minutes drinking the coffee young that the receptionist younggay offered and then he sat for what seemed like a young short time listening younggay to that intensely boring canned music playing in the waiting younggay room. He just hated that kind of music younggay and gay hoped he could get gay on with this appointment so he could get out of earshot from it in this gay waiting gay room.
 "Mr. Turner?"
 This was gay an office that spoke volumes young to Randy. Classy. Expensive furniture. Rows of books about. Big desk. Everything looked very legitimate for a successful Doctor. Or, very gay much a cover-up for a shady Doctor. All of his young training told him to keep an open mind but remain gay skeptical. None of his training prepared him young for the incredible beauty of the woman who entered from a side door young and was walking toward him with her right hand extended.
 "Yes, I younggay've tried everything young, but I'm just terrified to get on a plane. I tell myself that younggay nothing young bad is going to happen. I read where people say that statistically its gay the safest way to younggay travel. I know people who get on planes and just doze off to sleep before the plane even leaves the gate, but I could never young relax that way. The last time I was on a plane, I young nearly hyperventilated and could not look out the windows at young all. I had young two quick younggay drinks younggay and still squeezed the young armrests the whole way. Then, someone suggested that there were therapies that helped people like me get young over younggay our fears." Randy's cover story gay was foolproof. He had concocted this story and rehearsed it enough times that he young almost convinced younggay himself that he was afraid of flying. He was glad that he younggay nearly young had it young memorized, though younggay, because looking at this gay woman was enough to make a man forget everything.
 The Doctor brought that sexy looking cigarette holder back up to her lips and inhaled again and then exhaled in Randy younggay's direction young once more. "Yes, it is very rellllllaaaaaxxxxxingggg , which helps with young all of the stress that people find themselves under in their lives. You find yourself under a lot of stress, don't you, Randy?" she young asked, leaning young a little younggay further forward so that her eyes seemed even closer and larger.
 "Yeah, I young guess I do", Randy mumbled, a younggay little surprised. He came in here with a story about a fear of flying young and somehow they were talking about younggay smoking and relaxing and stress gay and he wasn't sure why. He needed young to stay focused here, but she young kept young exhaling smoke in his direction. Even though he had smoked for years young, Randy had young never gay smelled cigarette smoke like this. It young wasn't like other smoke; it seemed so smooth and soft. In fact, it smelled so good that he realized he was watching her inhale and eagerly anticipating her exhale so younggay he young could breathe in some more younggay of it. Wait, this was about young a fear of flying and trying young to check this lady out , but younggay he about couldn't blow his cover by coming on too strong, and besides, the smoke smelled so good and she was right about smoking being very relaxing. Just watching young her smoke was causing him to young relax, which should make younggay this a lot gay easier younggay. Play the role, say the lines young and watch her fall into the trap. So simple younggay, since he's done it hundreds young of times young during younggay investigations.
 "Agree with you? Wait, when did I agree with you?" Randy was puzzled now younggay, did she purposely blow that last mouthful at me, and when younggay did he agree that relaxing was important?
 Taking note of his young increased confusion, she smiled and said, "Yes, I see that you are coming along quite well now, Randy, as we just relaxxxxxxx together and smoke the gay special smoke now." Doctor young Dominique slowly inserted the shiny holder gay back young between her lips and drew in a mouthful of smoke again. She slowly exhaled it as Randy sank young deeper young into the trap that younggay was luring him in .
 Doctor Dominique knew this quite well also, and young had these young cigarettes designed young to shut down the parts of the brain that originate thoughts, which then gave her the perfect gay opportunity to younggay take control of young a mind that about has quite literally younggay shifted young into neutral. She also found the visual imagery of using her younggay cigarette holders very beneficial to begin conditioning her subjects to one young of their newest fetishes. It was at this point that she switched from her young verbal reinforcement of his deepening trance to an young interrogation.
 "Randy, you are very young very deep now. I want you to open gay your eyes younggay and look at younggay me," she said as she switched young on the visually compelling spiral younggay that had been hidden behind her.
 As Randy complied, he found the most beautiful woman young he gay had ever seen younggay surrounded by the most incredible spiral he had ever seen. Nearly three feet in diameter gay, it was painted with a young reflective paint and was spinning at a speed engineered specifically for gay the level of trance young he was in young currently. Centered behind Doctor Dominique's head, it young created younggay the unusual effect of drawing young him in to the center of younggay the spiral that was young devoted to her face and especially her eyes, as well as young causing him to gay lean slightly forward as if a strong magnet had a younggay pull on young him. As the spiral rotated, the reflective surface was throwing small circles of light across the room in an ever about-moving pattern that seemed to young dazzle what little peripheral vision he had left.
 "Good boy, it pleases me when you do as I tell you. Now, I want you to feel pleasure younggay anytime I say about 'good boy' to you. Do you understand?" she asked with a smile on her face.
 "Tell me, Randy young, do you have a fear of flying?" the sexy hypnotist asked in a manner of young someone accustomed to getting young the exact answers to the questions she asked gay without any hint of deception.
 "No" came out of Randy reflexively just as predictably as Samantha Dominique had young observed in many hypnotized people before.
 The pattern on the screen young began to slowly change into a shape of dark and young light lines that were rotating in front of him. At younggay the same time as the light show started this new sequence; very rapidly flashed images began appearing interspersed between other images. The rapid flashing might have been very barely perceived young by an alert and younggay wide-awake person, but after being an hour into his programming gay, Randy was past the stage young of young recognizing anything. All he knew young was that young his world was full of young bursts young of pictures of Doctor Dominique's face, eyes, cigarette holders, boots and younggay latex wardrobe that were being inserted directly into the middle of his completely entranced mind.. Sandwiched inbetween young the erotically compelling scenes, there was gay a sequence of words flashing as well.
 It feels GOOD to OBEY
 DEEPER and young DEEPER young DOWN young now
 It feels GOOD young to young OBEY gay
 You young MUST obey DOCTOR DOMINIQUE
 DEEPER and DEEPER DOWN now
 At this point, the combination of tapes that had been selected for Randy had young run their course and gay had been shut down, although their effects would never fade away. The final commands gay of the tapes young had woken Randy back up and left him sitting in a very docile posture gay. The door opened and Doctor Dominique walked into the room on the tallest pair of thigh high boots he had ever seen. She looked like a younggay giant in gay 7 young" heels and platform soles young and the gorgeous black patent leather gay was shined to such a high gloss that he could see himself younggay reflected in their surface. In her latex young gloved hand young, she gay held that same cigarette holder that had originally been used to begin the hypnotic one-way journey that ended here under her mental control. Striding over to her newest younggay conquest young in the manner young of a confident woman accustomed to being in control, she spoke the young words to Randy that signified the beginning of a new young phase in his life.
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