Hypno Slut
While searching for a new topic to write about, my boyfriend mentions that he could hypnotize me.
“See!” I exclaimed with elation. “I told you that you couldn’t hypnotize me.” Smiling broadly, triumph showing in my face, I leaned back against the soft couch and spread my arms across the back. I felt super-fantastic, which is like regular fantastic, but with a cape and a big “S” on your chest. I felt like a teenager again, all energy and exuberance, happy and carefree, giddy and enthusiastic. Even the aches and pains,...