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 It was closer to fifteen milkmycock minutes before everyone had taken care of business and settled back into their chosen spots. There was a lot of cock nervousness on display, as well as anticipation. Ellen, I noticed, was the quietest of us; she simply sat milk and waited, arms folded, with a closed look on her face.
 "I'm going to milk count to three now," Carol's voice milkmycock continued, "and when I reach three, if you haven't already closed your eyes down, I want you to close them at that time. You will always be cock able to open your eyes again if you really want to milkmycock, but please leave them closed until I ask you to open them. One ... two ... and three, everyone let your eyes close now, let your milk neck relax, let your shoulders drop, just letting everything go. As we go along, you milk're going to find that your cock mind starts to wander milk around to other thoughts and other places, and that's okay. Any time you find your mind wandering about, simply bring it back and focus milk your milkmycock attention milk on my milk voice or the music, and you'll drift a milkmycock little faster and a little more deeply relaxed than you were the moment before my."
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 "You mean your flaring nostrils, the rising color in your cheeks, and the way you keep looking at me milk while you grope yourself? No, I hardly milkmycock noticed at all."
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 Meg opened milk her eyes and checked our position: about 3 milk blocks from the house. "Hallelujah!" she cried. "I knew you milk had it in you cock ... now hurry up milkmycock so you can get cock it into me."
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 "Stop?" I replied jokingly. "I've barely started."
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 ... and waking milk up suddenly to the feel of a milk hand on my shoulder. I looked up to see Shirley milk, our boss's secretary, looking down at me with an amused smile. "Rough milk night, Pat?"
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 "Huh?" She was milk struggling to keep her milk eyes open.
 "I think so." Meg pulled herself gingerly into a milkmycock sitting position.
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 "Start milk giving her a little more time between triggers milk," Carol told milk me. "And keep reinforcing the suggestions and the deepening. You'll notice that cock it starts taking her longer milk to cock wake milk up as she goes deeper. Just lengthen the awake time by a few seconds each cycle and you'll have her well milkmycock conditioned."
 Jim and Carol had shooed us out of the main training room milk for milk our break; when the second cock half of the class started, Carol explained why. "While you were taking your break milkmycock, Jim took me back into hypnosis milk and gave me a series of suggestions designed to illustrate some of the simple but effective things milk you cock can milk do with partner when you use hypnosis milk at home. We're going to describe my some milk basic types of suggestions, and then you are going to develop one or two milkmycock of your own and try them out."
 "This milkmycock is a milk great suggestion for a number of different milkmycock situations," Jim continued. "Believe it or not, it is possible milkmycock with practice to milk bring make your milk partner come just by about casual touch this way milkmycock." Looking at milkmycock Carol's face, I had milkmycock no trouble believing him. Rather than prove it, though, Jim milk stopped stroking milk his wife's arm.
 "Surprise me," she said, lying down on the mat.
 I milk had a pretty good idea in milk mind already, so I said the magic words, "Goodnight, Gracie," and watched her milkmycock fade out. I took her through the usual deepeners, making sure she was way under milk. After all the earlier practice, the words flowed straight from memory to mouth ; I fancied I was getting pretty good at this milk. Since the trigger suggestion had worked so well milk, I milk decided milk to frame my new suggestion milk in much the same way.
 "Okay."
 We both nodded. "What's next?" Meg asked.
 "Why not milkmycock?"
 "Almost. Why?"
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 "Excellent. I am going to count to three about now milkmycock. When you hear me reach the count of three, you will turn off the speakerphone, resume sitting milkmycock on the edge of the bed, and awaken. Your conscious mind will not remember this call cock at all, but my your subconscious will remember and follow all of my instructions. One ... two ... three."
 I heard a faint rustling sound, then a click as the speakerphone was shut milk off. I imagined Meg sitting up on the bed with milkmycock a blank expression, then suddenly snapping awake. Sure milkmycock enough, a few seconds later the milk phone rang again and milkmycock our home number showed on the display.
 "I was thinking about sneaking out of here cock and taking you out for an cock early milk dinner."
 "I milk like milk the way you think," she responded. "In fact, I know a way milk we can work up milk a nice, healthy milk appetite first."
 I opened milkmycock the door slowly milk, not sure what to expect. From the living room I heard grunting and moaning, loud and insistent. I locked the door and headed that way.
I milkmycock was totally unprepared for what I found there. Meg lay buck naked milk on the couch, her knees drawn up, one hand at her crotch with three fingers buried in her milkmycock slit my. Her other hand was working at a breast, squeezing furiously. I must have made a noise, because her eyes milk wrenched open and fixed on me. "There you are!" she exclaimed.
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 "But ..." I prompted, knowing there had to be one milk coming soon.
 I milk looked milk over at Meg. She was milkmycock sitting in the passenger seat quietly , looking cock out the side window. "Goodnight Gracie," I milk said.
 "That's right. In fact, Meg, you milk will discover milk tonight milk that hypnotizing me milk is a very powerful aphrodisiac for you milk. Seeing me go into trance is the sexiest, most milk arousing thing you can ever imagine. Every time you hypnotize me, you will feel a rush of sexual excitement at the milk power it milk gives you. That excitement about will continue to milk increase, leading to a natural desire to use your milk hypnotic power to milk seduce me and bring pleasure to us both. Do you understand?"
 "Okay," Carol said. "As you can see, if you practice using the trigger it remains milk strong. Is there anyone here who has not used their trigger at least once since milk last week?"
 "About the same. I can milkmycock tell my body is milkmycock relaxing, but only about to a certain point milk."
 "Okay," she said. "Let's make a couple of changes. Meg, start milk with your voice. It sounds like you're trying milk very milk hard to keep it milkmycock smooth and low. That creates milk tension, which Patrick can hear . Try to just relax along milk with him, even let milk yourself slip into a milk light cock trance if you milk want to milkmycock; the relaxation will come out in your voice and help milkmycock put him at ease too milk.
 "Don milk't help," she said firmly milk. "That's milk not your job. In milk fact cock, let's give milk you something else to milk do." Carol milkmycock left us long enough about to pick up her organizer milk and retrieve a small laminated card from a section in milk the middle. She milkmycock handed the card to Meg. "Try this one, it's very good milk for situations milk like this."
 My eyes opened milkmycock and milk there was Meg, her eyes shining down at me. "Was I -"
 I remember a tugging sensation around my waist, and the feel milk of warm cock vinyl against my buttocks. The next time I opened my eyes Meg's face milkmycock was milk more distant, as if she milk were standing over me instead of sitting close by. I had a tremendous hard-on and a sensation of fingers playing with my balls. Realization started to set in. "Meg milk, what the milkmycock h-"
 "Lights out, darling..."
 With no more milk questions, it was time for the women to put their mates back into trance and try their own erotic suggestions. Meg my jumped up first and milk went over to milk Jim. I started to join her, but she waved me milk away. They spoke quietly for a few minutes milk, then Meg gave him a quick peck on milk the cheek and milkmycock came back milk to me grinning ear milk to ear . "Ready?" she asked tauntingly.
 Carol cock nodded , grinning, and called the class back cock to attention. She wished us all well in our relationships, passed out her card in case milkmycock we wanted to consult milkmycock with her about in the future, and pronounced class dismissed.
 The trip was taking forever. The sensation in milk my genitals kept getting stronger, taking milk me further and further into a milk sexual frenzy, and I was starting to lose the ability to think clearly . "Come on, Meg milk," I pleaded, "You've gotta stop this. I'm gonna cum in my cock pants milk any second."
 All I could do was groan loudly as another milk wave of milk incredible, almost painful sensations washed over me. "Please." I begged.
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